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Artillery
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Blushing.Violett PM
Sometimes the only thing we have to fear is nothing but ourselves.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 158 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 10-25-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2964284
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She's a tool.

a weapon.

A brilliantly designed

creature destined

to destroy herself

her i.nner

Heart–her inner

soul.

Her lingered

thoughts

hopes.s

dreams

wishe. s.

crafted to burrow

into the

finest

tuned mind

the most stable

positive

peaceful and

loving

sort of way

and

w.reak. havoc.

/ / / /

Horridly mod. ified to corrupt.

any .sort

of light.

Genetically altered. to.

make little of praise.

Wired as the most deadly living.

machine.

known. t.o her.

known. by.man

to twist and annihilate

her heart acrid by its toxin

swollen by its taint.

Raw

burnt and

seared.

in full control

of litt.le

of. nothing.

of. The cycle of

horrific

self-destruction

manipulation. fears.

spreading

to associates. like A VIRUS.

h4dp .ffa

crash on line [0.22-cache.]


Wrote this yesterday night, after I'd felt sick enough.

Kudos to those who can find the hidden meaning in those numbers. ;D

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