Death Upon Us All
Our bones rest, our bodies die. But our souls live, our spirits survive. One can never truly die, only our physical self perishes. Our souls live on forever, tempting others to feel as we had felt, or to direct them away from such a pain, such a guilt. But one can never die, only if they had been dead inside, before death sliced its icy hand through them, can they truly die. But how could I possibly die when I just want them to know. To know the pain, the hate, the guilt. I would never with this upon someone, this hellish nightmare. Only for them to truly understand what hell it is.
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