I will survive,
Somehow I always do.
You will be proven wrong, and in the end I will stand tall with an army of all the women you victimized.
You will be laughed and spat at while begging on your knees for redemption.
Crying as you beg for the forgiveness that will be never given to you as you are not worthy of it.
-karma
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Haunted |+18|
PoetryA letter of all the things I cannot say out loud but am constantly thinking and being haunted by. Dark content used in the story Read at your own risk
