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it's not a metaphor by DameGreyWulf

it's not a metaphor

DameGreyWulf

did u no I'm dead? I'm gone I died the end I'm dead

"If you killed yourself, why are you here now?"
"My love for cats was too strong."

"Oh, that was a joke… I guess it falls a little… dead… without the smile, doesn’t it?”
"Why… don’t you just smile? Like, on your actual face?"
"I don’t smile."

"I’m never happy."

"…I had fun once. It was awful."

"Okay that was a joke too," she sighed, and then stuck fingers into her mouth and pulled up. To be frank, the "smile" was more disturbing and angry, than joking.

"Look, what do you want from me? I’m dead. Undead, as it were.” She pulled her cloak back to reveal her mangled arm and a hole in her chest, over her former heart, as well as some ribs. “I’m not all there…” she began, glancing downwards, and then pulling the cloak back shut, “…in more ways than one. Ha. Haaaa…”

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