Red Sunday: Photo & Writing Series.

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It wasn't like engulfing flames. But she knew the lifestyle was destroying her.


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It was a spiral that left her feeling empty.


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She was cold and dark. But she was addicted to it all. She loved it.


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She had a dream. And if she could navigate her way through this, it's worth it.


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She could find new life in all the destruction; As long as she clings to her dream.


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K. Rngo

4/9/18

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Sometimes we are caught up in things that are destroying us but we like to think that we like it.

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