Asleep or dead?

November 4, 2015

I would not give you the pleasure of Killing you in your sleep.

I would be making it too easy for you.

You definitely didn't give me the pleasure.

My eyes were wide open. I witnessed every moment.

You killed me and I was forced to stay awake forever.

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