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Aug 2015
How much of a sin would it be to sell your soul to someone you love,
I don't mean have an individual put a price to a moral belonging we as humans have.
I mean selling your heart,
Your wholesome will,
Your life,
Your soul.
Leaving you to lack the power of being a alive.
You sold yourself to feel meaning.
To feel purpose.
But what purpose other than to please another human?
To physically and mentally **** yourself dry,
the grim reaper of emotions.
Not physically dying, not evaporating from existance on this earth.
Your beating heart and breathing body still walk among us,
but you are without life,
for this person you have sold your soul to has ****** the living being out of you.
So this is Death without dying,
Suicide without eternal silence.
For, why isnt that a Sin?
August 17th, 1:00 am.
Tell me what you think.
Emma Jean Bell
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Emma Jean Bell  Kansas
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