

HateA seed, planted in the wound of innocence ripped apart. The numbing pain of the infection spreading. A tree growing, consuming all inside.Hate
Until it is all that is left.
A blinded faith, a trust misplaced. Now forgotten, the lone little soldier stands in the filth and waits for the call. Battlefield empty, day turning into night, only his words echo in the darkness. “When do I fight?”
But Silence is all that is left.
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"Ugly is just a word some people use when they mean different."
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Dervla McDonnell
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