I found peaches lying around and picked one up. I thought it would give me knowledge about life.
I sailed down my thoughts, gave myself plenty of time to rest, and ate the fruit
The peach flash was like mine and the juice was like my blood dancing in my veins
I looked up to heaven and wondered if God would ever forgive my sins.
There was no answer, of course, as I finished the fruit with a bitter, sweet taste. Then I realized that the fruit was just like me, rotten.
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Divine Violence
TerrorWhat if your past came back to haunt you? What would you do? WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS DISTURBING TOPICS. This is a fictional story.
