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By the grace of God, I ht of lights flash across the rearview mirror

“Did you know that girl?” Anthony huffs fro as he drives

I conte him, yes, but it’s none of his concern The plan was to keep her sheltered from the darkness that followed me

“No,” I reply dryly, feeling the sting of tears inout the , I blink the fucker away Men don’t cry They don’t shoeakness

“Oh, well, it looked like you knew her I’ve never seen you like that…”

“I didn’t,” I growl, because again, ad would only make me look weak Still, deep down inside, I admit the truth I more than knew her She was a part of me

I er, but I killed her just the same

I killed the love ofas I re

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Fallon

Sacrifice That su to the butcher, I’ prepared for auction, where I’ll be placed on a block for a group ofmore than an item

I’ve tried to preparewhat’s to come At least on the outside, I attempt to look like a warrior, while on the inside, I’ on

I’ve been held prisoner for the last three days They grabbed e class In the dark, no one heard my screams or saw me, overco as they shoved me into the back of the van I push those memories into the recesses of my mind

I want to forget the small, cold cell I was kept in without clothes or a blanket I want to forget it all The worst part was the dark There was noor light in s would crawl on

Now, light and noise surround , so in front of the h in the last three days to lastor pleading will convince these o

Naked as the day I was born, I stand with the girls, each one of us different from the next We’ve only just ether, I already feel a connection to each one of them