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Is Freedom Too Hard To Ask For?
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Ongoing, First published Apr 13, 2018
Mature
All I taste is blood
All I smell is flesh
All I remember is betrayal

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"why are you doing this to me?" I whisper
his reply was simple but chilled me to the bones
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"you left daddy"
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