Primary Second Thoughts

Primary Second Thoughts

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A collection of poems and thoughts by someone who is a female human being, with morals, opinions, flaws, favorites, dislikes, likes, loves, hates, fears, obsessions, and everything that makes a human a human. She tries her best to make you feel something, but you shouldn't ask why she made it. Instead, you should ask: what does it make me think about? Does it remind you of the smell of snow? A stupid thing you said in second grade that you remember at 3 a.m.? Does it make you feel or will it make the next person who reads feel something? This might not mean anything to you, but maybe it means too much to her. This might not mean anything to her, but maybe it means too much to you. Welcome to a part of her mind. The key's under the mat, and don't mind the mess. {Addy xx}
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(Currently being rewritten under a new name The Claimed) Everything changed when they came out of hiding, terror spread across the world as people began to question if our presidents and our global leaders lied to us and weren't from the same race. The Beasts blended in amongst us as if we were the same, except humans didn't have the same predatory instincts and we couldn't change our forms like they could. Soon after we learnt that we weren't the only species people began going missing. Some were unlucky and taken as something that the Beasts called a Mate that one word made fear spread throughout my veins, I would rather sell my soul than have one of them mutts chain me to them. Six months went by before the government, that was un-tainted by this vile race began to take action into their own hands contacting other countries and militaries causing the great war to happen, sending both my parents off to fight for our rights. Only one of them came back, two months was the longest we lasted before we were overpowered by them. Six years of living in this dysfunctional environment and my hatred had never dwindled. Some people still believed in god and had faith in him, I didn't know what I believed in but I prayed like everyone else that I would get through another day without hearing the soul crushing word 'Mate'. DARK THEMES THROUGHOUT. UNEDITED © All rights reserved© #1 in hunt 19/06/2019 #1 in human 19/06/2019 #1 in sanity 19/012019 #3 in mate 19/06/2019 #4 in mates 19/06/2019 #5 in hunted 19/06/2019 #1 Post-apocalyptic 30/8/19 #8 in dystopian 7/10/19 #4 in Escape 24/10/19

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