Diety Of Equipoise
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Last published Tue, Apr 20, 2021
She was powerful.She could kill anyone she wishes to die.Her powers are not dark neither light.She has seen the truth.Her eyes was opened as pain,betrayal,regret and sins stuck to her.She is both evil and good.She could be the balance or destruction.She is the second reincarnation of Equipoise(balance)
"Slut"
"Whore"
"Disgusting"
There gazes and words.
Her so called brothers and friends.
Betrayed by sworn sisters.
Those things made her who she is.
No one knows the truth.
How painful it is to be used and taken advantage. How she fought to accept satan's invitation.Scars embedded.
"The more I move forward and leave the past.Much worse suffering come forth"
"I could believe I fell for a slut"the words that destroyed her way to not fall in the pit.
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