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Tradimento

TRADIMENTOWhen my infant plus family was annihilated, and had their souls perished I felt devastated. The pain of having my daughter burst into flames in my arms, was a shitty unexplainable feeling. Hearing my aunt cry for help and mercy was heart wrenching. And the sound of my twin nephews having their organs rupture within them, was simply sickening.But the worst part of it all was the pain. The pain that would eventually swallow me up, and chaperone me to emotional death. And as if that wasn't bad enough my husband was missing.I searched for him for days, months, five years. Only to find out he did it, Cassius mother-fudging Ahriman butchered his whole family, overnight. "Tradimento" the Italian word for betrayal, treachery comes to mind. He charred his own child to death, his own daughter.While severing each of my arteries, and tearing out my heart with it. Word of advice for you pitiful humans, don’t believe in love. People say they love each other only to murder, cheat, and abuse their so called “Loved one”. Honest to god"love" is just an empty statement that people toss around so carelessly. To fill the void aching in the place where their heart supposed to be. When you say you love someone you make them feel better like you'll always be there when you won't. You won’t alway be there because you’ll die, give up, leave or do something chaotic. Love is a four lettered lie.I love you has eight letters well so does bullshit. Rejection hurts, loneliness hurts, betrayal hurts. When people feel painful emotions they start to use falling in love as an excuse to escape reality. Thats how they define their reality, with love. Although love is merely a vague concept. Those who are blind to that fact are bound to fail. Either that or I’m just a bitter, angry, cold, confused woman. Could be both though. This drunken ramble is all because I fell in love with a human...Stupid humans.

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The Girl In Black [On Hold Till Further Notice]

He was now inches away from her. A wave of confidence surged in him, urging him to cross the metaphorical sea between them. The need had never been more urgent, his love... never so pure.Raising her face to his, David looked into her eyes and said, "I know you wouldn't believe me, but I need to tell you that-- I---- 'you are being followed!'" Some things... are better left unsaid.And hearing those words, Zahra awoke, as if from a stupor. So the gang had reached her too. But her mind buzzed from his proximity, and her thoughts whirled. Yet she was determined to be in denial. About everything. And deny she would. "I'm surprised at your 'concern', Mr. Walworth!" she replied acidly, "yet I never heard such nonsense in my life. And it would be better if you keep your distance from me, because I do not entertain what vile thoughts you're conceiving in your mind."Being just a 23-yr old hijab-clad, conservative girl, and working at the HQ of highly coveted bank of 'Walworth & Co.' breaks all sorts of stereotypes. Or does it? Because like every other man of the world, the Bank's short-fused CEO, David Walworth scrunches his nose every time he sees her. To him, her 'robe' is outrageously primitive.But as inexperienced as she is, Zehra has never been mocked for her beliefs before. At their very first meeting, sparks fly, since she is 'impolite' enough to retaliate to his jibes.The result: Zehra is an instant enemy and David is determined to hate her. And being his enemy means - 'trouble for eternity.' Although hating the girl is unavoidable, falling in love with her gentleness & naivety is unavoidable too. But jewels like her don't come easy. Will David be prepared to pay the price?Cover by @soundthealarm.#59 in Spiritual as @ 13/06/15© Copyright 2014. All Rights Reserved

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