Shhhhhhh. Drift, let go, float among the silent souls, be at peace. Take nothing with you, do not try to hold on, fore there is nothing of you left here. The time you spent with Me has come to fruition, there is nothing more. Scraps of you are all that remain, pieces of what your essence was: your quiddity: has run it’s course. I helped it along, to mature, to grow rapidly, to teach you what you were born to do. You were born to be torn asunder, to be pain’s mistress, to hang onto hope, then witness it crash to the cement when you realized that hope had forsaken you. Shattered, broken, twisted images are all that remain, they too are starting to darken aren’t they My sweet. How ragged your breath is, wet sounding, short, your mouth gasping toward the sky in one last valiant effort to survive. Do not fool yourself, do not allow your light to go out with this lie in your head. I will help you once more, I will give you one last kiss upon those crimson stained lips tinged with a purple hue. My fingers will slither around your delicate throat, My grip will tighten, your wide eyes will flutter closed, and your quiddity will be released into the atmosphere, to fade into nothing.
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