More Than Just A Poison

More Than Just A Poison

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Can love and pain combine? Ha! What a stupid question I ask! Of course it can't. Love? I don't think I can remember what it even means. I've seen how people show it, but i've never felt it. Darkness, that is what i've lived in the most. My whole life has been based of darkness. I feel pity over my beloved cousin. I know how much he has tried to bring me up to the light. And i've tried. Believe me, I have tried. But the second I open my eyes, my world turns dark again. Leaving me hopeless and in pain. How can I actually go up to the light, if i've never known what it is? More importantly, why should I find light if every single tear of happiness has been suck out of me? [...]
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My cousin always referred to us as the bad jokes, as in...a blonde, a brunette and a redhead walk into a bar. I'm the redhead, and this is my story. When I was 18, a psychic told me to wait for the man with the scar. For five years I waited and then suddenly, there he was in front of me one night. No mistake -- this was the man. We got off to a bad start, and I just kept making things worse chasing after him. Until he let me know in no uncertain terms that he wasn't interested in me. So I gave him what he wanted and ignored him. Then he decided he wanted me. And him getting me back was the least of our problems.

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