The Heartless Monster

September 2, 2011
By Anonymous

Why did this happen to me? I hate her lies; she lies about the words I speak, twisting them until they’re the way she wants them, stopping nowhere to get what she wants. I can’t tell friends, they don’t understand how it feels to be torn apart, to be ripped from the seams, stretched until there’s nothing left but a deep, hollow void, no heart left, not even a soul to be taken into account.

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