My Personal Hell

My Personal Hell

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There he was in my dream as if a beautiful nightmare. I could hear the raspy voice off in the distance that has no face. We're making the deal he says, I help you I get your soul he says. He's helping me avenge the ones that I loved that got murdered. For when he holds up his end of the bargain I hold up mine and I'm his for eternity. My mother always warned me not to sell my soul to the Devil.
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He stole my heart, he grabbed my mind, he strangled my dreams, but spared my life, I was lost, I was alone. All I wanted was to go home, but he didn't let me. I was kidnapped and held hostage, threatened and abused. My pack can't do anything, but hope for me to come back. But what if I didn't want too.

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