Victoria Venable
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sacrificeA Story by Victoria VenableSacrifice is one of the deepest, realest, forms of love. It is putting someone else's needs above your own. It started with Layla. I knew she was mean.. |
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No oneA Story by Victoria VenableThese are mainly personal experiences I am working through at the time. No one seems to want to hear me anymore. |
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The beginnningA Story by Victoria VenableI really don't know when the beginning started. I remember moments of my childhood and the rest is a blank, like my mind had a, "fight or flight " res.. |
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AngerA Poem by Victoria VenableI really can't find the words. they want to strike anger like a match, they want to watch me ignite and burn... Secretly it is swallowing me... My ins.. |
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IA Poem by Victoria VenableI just keep running deeper inside of myself. If I lock it all away I wont have to feel it. I ignore him and he doesn't really notice. He doesn.. |
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SheA Story by Victoria VenableI knew I was before I even got pregnant. I had already made up my mind. I knew she was not meant for me, she was just finding her way to her mom... |
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TeethA Poem by Victoria VenableEverything I say is through gritted teeth and clenched fists. My skin is holding the chaos in. It wants to rip through the surface. It wants to tea.. |
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The MonsterA Poem by Victoria VenableHe wraps hands around my throat, suffocating me with memories not even made yet. I can see the stolen moments forming at the corner of my eye, l.. |
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