My Beloved

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Life can be, will be, and is a bitch you know. Everything is just perfect for once, then everything you ever loved is gone. This is and will be the last time I ever touch this forsaken journal. The memories of that night, of that event in time, is just to hard to bare. As my pen glides over this page my hand is constantly shaking and fidgeting, just the utter cruelty has me baffled. The amount of hatred that goes into disregarding someone, solely on their sexuality h-has me; discombobulated. We were having such an amazing evening: laughing talking and simply just enjoying each other's company. Then they came, almost out of thin air. I hadn't noticed them at all, but he did, Joseph, my knight in shining armor. Someone so strong, so delicate, and so agile. With one swift move he pushed me out of the way. Ringing in the back of my ears those damn words played over and over again like a broken record. "Faggots." His beautiful hazel eyes stared back at me, the same beautiful hazel eyes that made my heart melt drastically every single day. Everything felt as if it was in slow motion, yet it played before me in a matter of seconds. With in a flash my metaphorical boots became plastered in red clay. My beloved's auburn hair was no longer auburn, it had been dyed a deep red, practically mahogany. Someone so strong, so delicate, and so agile has fallen to the evils of this everyday world. My beloved will be remembered in this diary, the diary to my secrets.
Your smile brought light to my dark dark world.

In memory of Joesph
Signing out, Alex Mahogany

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