4. Indeed my lord, you made me believe so.

Spoiler alert: I rose.

Before that, I prayed for death.

The depth of that feeling, the rosemary for remembrance, and pansies for thoughts!

Remember that?

Remember when I told you that, before I ran off to die?


I screamed and begged for help.

I didn’t regret wanting to die;

I regretted having to live with the pain.


Why did you go? What a choice.

I’ll always hate the day you left.

Is this the final act?


It was too much, too much to handle.

I invested too much

And now I’m one with the darkness and there is no one to blame but you.




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