Escaping The Chains That Bind Me *IN EDITING*
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Last published Sun, Jan 1, 2012
Will she ever be able to escape his vile chains? Can she escape before the scars he makes turn her into nothing?
Ask yourself:
Could a person with endless hope mingling with those who are also without it possibly escape and change all of their futures?
Maybe....
But never forget-
All hope can be destroyed. With the help of pain and darkness, anything can happen. Anything can be broken. Anything can be lost, too far away to ever be brought back to a reachable length.
Can this minuscule vessel of hope be broken, or will she be in far too much pain to even know what hope is? No matter what, Lexi must hurry...before they are all gone forever.
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