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Ongoing, First published Oct 11, 2020
Mature
My friends, family, and the public I've grown to adore working the same job in the same town for six years now all label me as an angel. Something about how I don't think before offering a hand, the clean slate I offer everyone, my inability to see the cover of the human and genuinely take them for who they are. I feel like kindness should be common sense. Maybe if it were I wouldn't be here, ironically being called a winged savior when in fact this angel is just an empathetic marauder, waiting for the moment when I can stop the incessant cycle of overwhelming grotesque followed by fleeting grace with repeat in tow, hopefully saving some souls before abandoning my own. TRIGGER WARNING: CONTAINS VIVID IMAGERY AND DETAILS RELATING TO OR PERTAINING TO SUICIDE AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS WHICH SOME READERS MAY FIND TRIGGERING. PLEASE PRACTICE SELF CARE BEFORE AND AFTER READING IF THIS IS A SENSITIVE TOPIC TO YOU AND REMEMBER, YOU ARE LOVED. Copyright - An Angel Capable of Suicide © 2020 Adrieona Wilson, Self Publishing ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher. © All Rights ReservedAll Rights Reserved
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