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here, here is my dark world. you carry it for a change. im out

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Carry
Dark
Change
World

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In a perverse way, I was glad for the stitches, glad it would show, that there would be scars. What was the point in just being hurt on the inside? It should bloody well show.
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Death like a lover, caressing him, promising him peace, running its fingers through his hair, its tongue in his ear. She put her own two fingers in her mouth. Im so sorry. And pulled the trigger
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I wondered where he was now whether I would ever hear him again. Whether someone would love him, someday show him what beauty mean't.
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The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath.
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