'death is not sadness or happiness. death merely is. it is free from morality and judgement. it is free from love and hate. it is not an event but a chain of events tied together in a single indivisible fragment of a moment. death is like universe - expanding, and by virtue of which constantly moving away from us and yet always around us. death is the sum total of our fate and hope, of our ego and shame, of our mundanity and prodigy. it is the culmination of our belief and our ignorance. death is naught.' she concluded, when she knew she was close.
'death is us' he muttered, and jumped from the bridge and fell on her body, lying majestically, shining in the mid-day sun, waiting for him to embrace her in her ultimate moment of glory.
she smiled in her sleep. she knew he would not fail her.
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Death, my never-ending fixation.
nice
Really nice.. but macabre
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