Death--blessing. Same thing.

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I saw the headlights. I swerved as fast as I could. Then it all went black. I could hear sirens and mumbled chatter. I felt myself drifting away. I don't know if it made me selfish ..but I was perfectly fine with that. Because..I didn't want to open my eyes, if you weren't by my side. I could never have you. Death just made it official.

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