Nightmares From the Bottom

Nightmares From the Bottom

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The blind stares of a million pairs of eyes, Looking hard but won't realize, the tears shed or the blood bled to dig out of the abyss in order to thrive. We're animals to people who don't see us a equal. with a plot to ensure that we have no sequel. But Hope is the light in the middle of the night, that motivates a nation regardless of fright. Drugs numb the mind, while alcohol drowns your sorrow, as you look towards the future and hope to see a tomorrow. The problems of the past become the reality of the future and from what I see on TV the end might be much sooner. So I'm just chilling on the ledge, with my feet over the edge, and my head in the clouds. Thinking about the drop down. With the happiest frown you ever did see. Wondering in the end, Would we really be free?
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There once was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good she was very, very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid. Ok admittedly I don't have a curl, and I don't plan on being horrid. I plan to be their worst fucking nightmare. They took the love of my life from me, and they have broken me more than any of their previous attempts could ever dream to. But the jokes on them. My pain is my gain, and I will use it to destroy them. I will solve the prophecy and end this ridiculous power struggle. I will watch their blood fall to the swing of my sword, and I will do it with a smile on my face. My only concern is what will be left of me once the bodies fall. My inner darkness is a crazy, bloodthirsty bitch that enjoys wreaking havoc. I'm not sure that's quite what the Fate's had in mind as their champion and future queen. Meh, fuck it. Let the chips fall where they may. This is the final book in the Pieces of Me trilogy. This is not a stand-alone. Please note this is a reverse harem/ why choose book. Please read the trigger warnings inside. Explicit content R18 readers.

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