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“Are you going to let me in?”

“Depends if you are here to kill me”.

“No, she pauses …the knife is in the front pocket”.

I let her pass.

“So I heard some commotion”.

“I took a tumble”

“Really?”

“I am certain there will be evidence tomorrow”.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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