I had so much to say, but I never got the opportunity.
With all the torture and acid, those filthy bastards took my voice away. However, they could not take my will to say. I share my thoughts.
I carve them on the skins of the guilty, or write them on the walls with their blood…
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Twittering Tales #130 – 2 April 2019
She Found A New Voice,
A New Life, When Her Mind Fused
With The Computer…
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, March 20th 2019 a new voice