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The Siren that Silenced the Saints: Chronicle 13

The Siren that Silenced the Saints: Chronicle 13

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Series: The Theatrical Melodia of My Life Chronicle 1

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ISBN10: 1763536629
ISBN13: 9781763536623
Publisher: Amazon Digital Services LLC - Kdp
Published: May 5 2024
Pages: 150
Weight: 0.39
Height: 0.35 Width: 5.25 Depth: 8.00
Language: English
The Siren that Silenced the Saints Chronicle 13. A continuation of my mini Series of Novels. The Theatrical Melodia of my Life. Where I had no time than the present to come to terms with the finals. For the facts were based on what the corrupt thought I deserved, not what I needed to serve.

Judging by the outcome it was not much I was misjudged way too much. I was juggling way too many balls, to confuse the corrupts trough. Summoned towards their direction, where they Poisoned my system. leaving my vision pondering for answers to heal from those glances.

If I tried to let them know what I knew they would deny everything. Then blame it on something else, just to detour my thoughts. Making me out to be a fabricator. Then return to hit me once more, assuming that will fail and scare me to death. Where they will get away with hitting me under the raider, a test a failed conquest. I detest!

But all it did was retrain my thoughts, draining the hell out me. I was fighting for my life double time; fighting another lost cause. Praying to God to save me just to rebuild energy.

Used and abused just to hand the corrupt good news. Hitting me every time they found a chance to serve me. For they assumed slamming the door in my face will startle me. Jamming my foot in the door will fail me, then poisoning my system will hand them justice. Polishing another vampire effect.

A perfect challenge where I can return and pay my respects! Feed me corrupt I am hungry for flesh too; quench my thirst so I can come first. For you psyched me up too, the difference between you and I. You need my trust time friendship and energy here to get through, this time around;

What goes around comes around! I got no time for you; I am back to feed off you too!

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