Pieces of my scars
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Last published Tue, May 5, 2020
The words rung in her ears, resonating in her mind. The world stopped spinning, her heart skipped a beat and she felt a wave of nausea wash over her. Her hearing and vision blurred as her legs gave way, sending her tumbling to the ground.
She couldn't, she wouldn't, but maybe she should? They needed her, and she could help them. They wanted her to go back.
Back to the devil and back to hell.
Back to Neverland and back to Him.
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