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Child Abuse/Tortures That Michelle Carmela Endured

9/12/2018

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Child Slave Labor

Incest

Forced Prostitution

Under Aged Porn

Deviances

Satanic Ritual Abuse (Ceremonial Deviances -the term which will be used from here on in on the website)

Religious Sexual Abuse (involving but not limited to the Catholic Church, Protestant Church and other denominations)

Other types of severe abuses and non combative tortures within the categories (including but not limited to), spiritual, emotional, physical, mental, and financial abuses , including malnutrition and neglect. 

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Luna Ultima

9/11/2018

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​https://www.space.com/16830-full-moon-calendar.html

7TH MOON

 6TH MOON
​The seventh moon
It was that of Luna Park
the twilight was advancing
from the fair to the bar
meanwhile the Holy angel blasphemed
the pollution that I breathed
muscular but fragile.
Poor angel, poor wings
​The sixth moon
It was the soul of a wretch
that cursed being born,
but he smiled.
Four nights without dinner
with hands, with hands,
stained with carbon.
A lady touched the breast
and stained and laughed
Believing the patron.

5TH MOON

4TH MOON
The fifth moon
I was so scared
It was the head of a lady
that feeling near death
the pool played.
It was big and elegant,
I was not young, I was not old
maybe sick
I was probably sick
because I was bleeding a bit from the ear.
​The fourth moon
it was a prisoner's rope
that walking, followed the rails
of an old train.
His feet were bloody
and hands, and hands, and hands
without your gloves,
but do not be alarmed
the sky is serene
and there are not enough prisoners.

3RD MOON

2ND MOON
​The third moon
they all went out to look at her
it was, it was that big
that more than one I think of the Eternal Father.
The laughter dried up, and
the lights were fused
and hell began,
people fled to his house
because for one night
I return the winter.
​​The second moon
the panic I am among the gypsies,
there were some that even
I amputated a finger.
Others went to the bank
to do some operation,
but what confusion,
most of them
with their children and their dogs
They ran to the station.

LUNA ULTIMA

​The last moon
he saw only a newborn
with deep, black, round eyes
and I did not cry
with big wings I take the moon
between his hands, between his hands.
He went flying out the window
He was the man of tomorrow.
He went flying out the window ...

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​(Thanks to Johnny for this letter)
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Seeing Abuse from a Child's Point of View

7/11/2016

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Title:  "First Comes the Smack" (Psalm 8:2, Matthew 21:16)

See me here next to you. You made the mistake thinking I am as weak as you.
I did not come from an elephant's arse.
Nor am I  a swine's purse. 

Surround me Darkness that I, however pierced, may see the Light I am 
Bring me to boggs of sorrows
For I am fields of Life
Yell at me your silence, your accusing indifference cursed.
Every smile of my beating heart shuts you up
In your emptiness a long time ago you drowned. 
I cry because I am alive.
Picture
Picture
See me towering over you. You made the mistake thinking you were stronger than I. 

Small tender underestimated package of the most potent force. 
Beat me up. My whimper translates into "I will rise with each strike."
From the dimensions where your punishment awaits through the matrix portal I came
Perfect love casting away fear silencing the enemy bringing offense to
 the avenger, the tormenter with just my presence.
A reminder of everything you are not.
I am a baby, I am a child, I am an adult. I am human. In Creator's Image -I am. ​
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