Open My Eyes

Open My Eyes

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My curiosity had gotten the best of me again, I shook my head and blonde hairs stuck to the sweat that beaded up on my forehead. I stuck my fingers down underneath the creepy painting that continued to haunt my dreams, I stuck the oddly formal/familiar looking man up here, I guess trying to hide him from myself. His beady eyes and overgrown nails seemed to rip threw the painting trying to get at me. Something cold touched my hand, quickly pushing the beady eyed man out and the oddly beautiful trinket entered my hand, it also hung on the beady eyed man, but something compelled me to lock it around my neck, just like it compelled me to go look for it, and so I did, Sealing my fate, I sold myself.
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"Please wake up." I said as I held his hand. I looked for any sign of response; a movement beneath an eyelid, a twitch of a finger. Nothing. He was just... blank. I felt the tears come. I played with his hand in mine; traced invisible messages in his palm with my finger, hoping just maybe he'd magically be able to get them. Tears started falling down my cheeks. I held his hand gently against my lips. Tears dropped on his fingers until they were as wet as my eyes. I rested my head on his limp hand. "I told you I needed you to stay."

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