BROUGHT UP FROM THE DUST FROM A FIERY GRAVE, HELD BOUND THERE,CAPTIVE AND IN CHAINS. SURROUNDED BY DARKNESS A DEMONIC FORCE, LIFE IS A TORMENT FOR A LIVING CORPSE.
MENTALLY DETAINED, EMOTIONALLY DRAINED AND ON THE BORDER OF BEING INSANE. REJECTED, DEJECTED, BELITTLED AND DENIED, LOVE WAS ABANDONED FOR FALSE TRUTHS AND LIES.
HATED, MOCKED, SCREAMED AT AND BITTEN, ALL IS WELL AND ALL IS FORGIVEN. GROWING UP UNACCEPTED, DESPISED AND SPITEFULLY USED, RAPED AND MOLESTED & ABUSED.
NEAR DROWNING AND POISONING AND GAMES OF THE MIND, MAKES TRACEY A GOOD GIRL AND KEEPS HER IN LINE. A LITTLE ROBOT WHO DOES WHAT SHE IS TOLD, EASY TO MANIPULATE, EASY TO CONTROL.
THE AGE OF THREE IS MY FIRST MEMORY OF ALL THE HORRIBLE THINGS THAT SATAN DID TO ME, THOUGH THE WORLD CALLS ME "VICTIM", I PREFER "VICTORIOUS" INSTEAD..
BECAUSE OF THE CROSS WHERE MY SAVIOR WAS NAILED AND BLED, AND ALSO OF HIS FINISHED WORK WHEN HE DIED UPON THAT TREE, THE COST WAS HIS PRECIOUS LIFE AND IT BOUGHT MY VICTORY!
WRITTEN BY: MIN.TRACEY ESTES
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