

FlashbackIn my love’s kiss I feel warmth, desire, passion. In his eyes I see his need to be mine.Flashback
As the passion grows I feel his hunger to show me his love. His lips trail to my ear. I shiver, reaching for him.
His mouth finds my neck. He changes. His green eyes become black and cold. His sweet lips turn cruel.
I scream. His body ignores me
and it continues to change. He only just met me and he barely knows my name.
I beg him to stop. His lips leave my neck. Those warm green eyes return as he looks into my ter


Love No MoreIt’s because I’m black. No. I’m not racist. It’s because I’m old. No. Age is only a number. Then why? You’re a monster.Love No More
Accused of prejudice while being used. Begged to love while being broken.
Why can’t I love you?
So you’re black. I don’t care. So you’re older. It doesn’t matter.
I can’t love you because you’re you.
Because you hurt me Because you broke me. Because you ruined my life.
I can’t love you because you’ve made it impossible for me to love.


ImpossibleHow does one explain to a seven year-old angel how her name found its way into the scars on Mommy's chest?Impossible
How does one convince her it's not her fault?
How does one explain to a devoted knight how his face found its way into his fiancee's nightmares of rape?
How does one convince him it's not his fault?
How does one explain to a curious child why her questions of Mommy's dreams make Mommy and Daddy cry and tremble?
How does one convince her it's not her fault?
How does one explain to an angel and her fathe
Now be happy!
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"Love humiliates you. Hate Craddles you" (White Oleander)
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"Love humiliates you. Hate Craddles you" (White Oleander)
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