As i lay here on the coven table waiting to offer to the God above. for i am neither as christain or a devil worshipper, but as a woman with no hope. for this cruel world has dealt out plenty of rough spots some that could not "pan out". for I knew of love once and how he did everything to rip my heart out just to prove he could. So i perform this ceremony to justify my death. for some I was just a person to use and abused. but for some, they saw me as a person with feelings. I will miss those people but for the world i will leave. but remember it would take one person to mend the tear in my heart. but he is too busy, using people to his advantages. bye-bye- world I will perform my ceremony in death
Reason for writing:
inspired by the book by J.D Robb
Birth sign: Virgo
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