Hey. Been like a really long time since I uploaded stuff. Lana Del rey really inspires me. I've used a line from her song named "Ultra violence"
The line being:
"He hit me but it felt like true love"
Sexual Harassment.
Domestic Abuse.
and One sided unconditional love.
Yeah that's how it all began.
The story of Agatha Jone Williams, a 15 year old. Almost dead, dry and cold. (I guess I should stop rhyming. yeah,okay.)
An introvert. With high developed intellectual skills. She survived high school. Math club. But she expected the unexpected.
"Chained. Tortured. Body destroyed.
What you couldn't do was destroy my mind. My thoughts shall flow till the end of time. Your failed attempts to crush my soul has brought me here, on my death bed - rhyming up my life like that solitary reaper I am. I loved you the first time. I love you the last time. "
Ultraviolence is the epilogue of this poetic-story I happen to be writing.
Read along.
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Thank You ⭐