Kiss of Death
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Ongoing19m
Last published Sat, Aug 6, 2016
I gaze up at the glowing moon,
All I want from this life is for it to end.
For the constant menacing hum in the back of my head to silence and decease with my body.
This was it.
As I assessed and analysed every inch, every nook and cranny of my surroundings knowing this sight would be my last I could feel the pills slowly intoxicate my blood, poison pulsing through my veins. When the world started to blur and all I once knew fell into the blackness of my heart, all I felt was contentment. For I had full control over my being, no longer only scratching the surface to initiate some kind of reaction, wether that be pain or fulfilment. I am myself now, and that's all that matters.
All Ophelia wants from life is death, but when given 365 days to live as an immortal with the promise of her demise at the end, does she grasp this as an opportunity or a curse?
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