Splat
Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exh- my heart is beating too fast. I want it to stop, I like it though. It's because of him, He made me feel like this. I'm feeling breathless, I don't have asthma, it's his doing. Inhale, exhale. This beating is not normal. I feel like dying, Very happy to do so. Dying in ecstasy is pleasing, If i had a choice, this is how i'd want to. Is this a dream? Lucid dreaming; It feels so real, too real. It hurts, it's not a dream. I'm going to die. And i'm happy doing that now. SPLAT she died, Her heart couldn't take it. She was happy. Her heart exploding From the abundant love. Is this what's going to happen? Doctors and scientists trying to find a cure, Humanity dieing because of love. Scary. We'll get back to you When we have any updates. Moving on, yesterday there was A fire on District 9...
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