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In my blackest bleakest moments I give in to the hatred.The blindsinglemindedrage! The stigma adhering to my skin like leprous leeches.

The loathing, bloated seamstress who sees the future with cataract eyes. Seething in the pit of vipers, stomach deep in piss and shit of royalty.

I’m just a poor beleaguered girl. Woman. Keep reminding me of my strength. My torturous toughness. My grit and shield.

My eyes blazing with the fire in my soul. I’ll never lower myself to your standards. Will always rise like a phoenix from your ashes. Never bow. Never kneel. Stand brave before your barbarity.

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    Iarwain Olofsson about 8 years ago

    Wow.
    So honest.
    How often have I wished for to able just to give in to a wrath, that's pushing me, now and then...

    Very good.

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