Revenge, the final cut
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Last published Sun, Jul 3, 2016
This is my story how i took revenge on those who made me who i am .
Every insult every name every slap.
was a cut
I promised myself with 1000 cuts i would be done. I would take revenge on those who hurt me. Who tortured me. Who made me feel worthless.
The 1000th came and i was done. I was going to be stronger, faster, better. I would reinvent myself. And when my revenge, my wrath, blows it's final strike.
They will beg for mercy.
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