Wretched. Dirty. Foolish. You've used your lungs for everything but breathing.
Purge this from your system
and discontinue this feeble attempt at a life.
This love affair of yours once brought you calm,
providing for you a close to authentic companionship
and you were inseparable.
A lifelong commitment between parasite and host
destined for glory.
Face it, you fell hard - but for a mere palliative,
delicately designing your own grave.
Cease construction; cut your losses.
Resign yourself from this crippling dalliance and
say goodbye. Abandonment is the only answer.
Reach---reach deep down and discover your willpower
and then cling to it. Bond with it
like those coffin nails used to bond with your lips.
How utterly puzzling that the emptiest of affinities--
the most hollow of liaisons--
can bring us the warmest comfort
and extract from us the truest, most tender affection.
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