I’m subject to an autopsy while still alive. He’s standing over me, tears stream down my face, while laughter shines upon his. He’s speaking, but I cannot hear his voice. All I feel is my body being drained into what looks to be the size of a Dixie cup. Slowly a feeling of numbness is taking over. I can see every memory pouring out. He likes it
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The pain that you have inside you is a burden, but you use it for the better; you have an amazing gift.
This writing reminds me of a scene from the movie Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Except this is written even better, this is very well done, Nicole.
Love Your Tuesday Friend,
Kelly f Logue
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<3 angie
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