He wasn't an honest man. I was a killer, the legal kind, a government-sanctioned hit man. I did the bidding of the law, to guide those who have been condemned to death, my job isn’t to make the end of their life easy, instead, it was to make them feel the pain. I have seen how…
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Paddle slowly. My father always spoke in short sentences. It was almost as if he begged the words to come out of his mouth. For each word he makes, a…
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“Other times, I look at my scars and see something else: a girl who was trying to cope with something horrible that she should never have had to live…
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If the night hides my flaws then I'll embrace the darkness and dance under the cover of my shadows. Every day I was on trial, proscribed guilty or…
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When darkness comes embrace it, don't chase it, know that your days here are temporary and your nights are permanent. I make this promise to you, that…
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Part I. The day my best friend died, I cried. I didn’t dig a well in my eyes because he was dead or because I had missed him. I cried because I owed…
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“Having drunk the dregs of Your Love, I am intoxicated beyond recognition. Now, I only pray for the nearness of You so I may advance in my…
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(CurtainsOpen) Orator: Love is painful. To experience a burning desire for a person is to sharpen a knife then place the knife into the hands of another…
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