The scar on my heart....
..... due to those terrible acts.
The scar will never disapear......
... unless I can forgive......
Like a princess in a fairy tale.....
..who has had a curse called "hate" cast on me....
I grieve that I am the ugliest person.....
.... because I can only hate.....
Yet.......
.... I am trapped in that hate.......
These scars are the marks of the curse....
..... As long as they exist......
....... I can never be whole.
Sweet Nightmares.
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TwinsCurse
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Two twins: One to kill
One to be killed
Can you guess which one I am?
