The blood flowed freely from his left temple.
He was able to observe, yet unable to perceive,
to think, or to understand all his eyes saw.



{Now, if you could see through his eyes,
you would see that the vision through his left eye
is blurry and stained red.}

{You would see through these eyes -
That the whole world has turned upside down;
Though if you could feel through his heart,
Everything would - for the first time;
In a long time - finally appear to be perfectly normal.}



He felt no pain. And could feel pain no longer.
Be it from the wound of his wrist, head, or his heart.


{He cannot think.}

{But if he could - he would probably think this...}


Goodbye, Life.
Goodbye, Love.
Goodbye, All.


I'll Miss You.



And I'll see you in Hell.



Oh wait.



You didn't really do anything to me, did you?
Awww, shitzits..
I'll take that back.

Toodles!




{He would probably type a smiley face as well}


=)


{Like that one.}

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