I'm dying. Plain and simple. I'm dying and someone has claim over my soul. Someone who states that he loves me more than time itself, but I have no idea who. He comes to me, in dreams trying to persuade me that it is alright that I'm dying. I am scared, but I have to do this for everyone that have been sacrificed, my mother the most recent. It would be almost alright, if I wasn't in love with another. A handsome man, with baggage. Oh well, I'm dying anyway I might as well fall for the married man before hell takes me over.
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