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So she rested her head on his chest and patiently waited for death. Maybe rotting wouldn't be as disgusting as everybody thought. Not when your lover's decomposing heart was still there, maybe not beating but certainly containing that little part of you he treasured.
" I want you to know
He's not coming back
He's bloated and frozen
Still there's no point in letting it go to waste"
" I want you to know
He's not coming back
He's bloated and frozen
Still there's no point in letting it go to waste"
