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Sarah’s world

The words that fall out. Creative writing poetry stream of consciousness dreams. The good the bad and the ugly. Very important to me- I greatly appreciate any readers, greatly appreciate being seen felt and heard.
3 years ago. August 15, 2021 at 12:52 AM

He tells me to go to my room.  Immediately.  Drop everything, lay in my bed.  I’m depressed and deeply self hating and I lay there feeling some measure of relief to be laying not moving.  I grab my thick grey men’s zip up sweatshirt and cuddle it.  
“go in your heart now and visualize me handing you your rainbow brite doll

i do it, “love creates me in my perfection..” it doesn’t resonate but I pet the orange stringy hair and the cool porcelain face of the doll.  Admire the rainbow shiny costume.  Hug it to me along w the sweatshirt.

He puts a tight blindfold on me and fastens my hands behind my back, I’m on my side.  I feel a knife against my throat and get scared.   


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