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All sinners.

You are the one to talk? Alrighty, let's talk. Let's talk inside a courthouse with no judges, no jury, no executioners. Let's talk in front of an audience whose steps are not dwarfed by your fakery, whose eyes are not blinded by all these false allegations, and whose ears are not deafened by those decomposed lies. Let's talk in a place where the truth can not be mutilated by the likes of you; the only place, and God knows, I shall get my justice. You enter people's lives seeking friends and lovers in disguise of the wardrobe of a mighty knight who will carry them along the bridge leading to the white hole where anything that escapes can never return -proof again of the contradiction swallowed within you; so much evil hidden in so much good, just add water-. You never hesitated in making promises of mercy you know will never keep. Let's talk about how you left and ugh .. how you left! What kind of a monster is capable of turning marrow against marrow and family against family? But I was still to blame for not leaving the door half shut for your grandiose return.
But you know what, in all, I'm grateful. I'm grateful for giving me someone to hate when all I hated was the heart trapped between my elbows. Big thank you for teaching me that my strongest weapon was my quieting silence, not my screaming words. Thank you for showing me that the devil exists and whoever gave him that depiction of having horns or carrying a giant flaming fork, really had an unhealthy sense of irony for the real devil doesn't even live in hell but dresses in Prada. The real devil loves sunflowers the same way that I do. Thank you for reminding me to slam the door shut, to oil the hinges so that they won't dare creak at the kindness of people passing by, to maybe insert an extra lock or two .. No n..o, I'll add three, and to paint a skull and crossbones so that people would overlook how porous that door actually is.
I hope you get a taste of your own medicine one day, so sour that it would burn your throat once and for all. I hope you get to trust someone. I hope you feel safe together, and then I hope it will be all taken away from you. I hope you get to climb to the top of the Tower of Babel just to be thrown off its edges. I hope you will always live in exile from the Garden of Eden like Eve was once expelled with Adam. I wish your heart will get so broken in the process that it can not be fixed but I know your heart wasn't on the right side from the start.

Written by: Mo'men Alhoot.

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