Marked for Execution
by YD La Mar
After an ambush ripped away the comfort of lies, I realized that the only way through this nightmare is forward.
Nothing I do or say will ever turn back the clock, and I’ve had to make my peace with that.
I’ve become an enemy, marked for execution.
Life, or at least what’s left of mine, just got a little more interesting.
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Peace was for fools who still believed it existed. Hope was an infection that didn’t discriminate.