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she hadn’t been his wife
because her religious family would never
allow their sweet treasure
to marry a lowlife like him
But she had been his girlfriend because
she needed to rebel
against her family somehow
But very little of that mattered now
She was no longer among
the living
and it was her own choice
Enforced by two fistfuls of pills
and half a bottle of 65% proof vodka
Her family was beginning
to forget her
now
Suicide was something not even Jesus could
forgive
“I’m stronger than Jesus himself then!”
he shouted in the
hand mirror she left behind
at his place. “I forgive you! And I
still love you.”
He smashed the hand mirror against the wall
and knelt amongst the
shards
They watched him from below
with crimson eyes
Eyes that reminded him of hers when she was
crying in his arms,
talking…
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Daydreaming as a profession 
Your site confounds my efforts to communicate with you. A good read here.
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Oh, thank you very much for checking it out!
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The ending makes me a bit emotional. Love this!
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ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ Thank you! 😊
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“I am stronger than Jesus himself then!” Words to die by, apparently.
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Yeah, literally (ツ)
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Justifying hatred and closemindedness with spiritual and godly reasons is not the fault of the Supreme Power but the warped interpretations of humans themselves. Nothing good can ever come of this. 🙂
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Oh, you said it (⌐■_■)
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