Here...we are...again...
It'sss ssso dark...in thisss grave...
I don't want...to be...alone...
Not...anymore...
Will...you hold me?
Jussst...thisss...once?
Cradle...my head...full of...decay...
Heal...my...broken heart...full of...dussst...and sssand...?
...thank...you...
...now I...can finally...obtain...
My...well...dessserved...
...eternal...sssleep...my love...
...my sssweet...do not...mourn for me...
We ssshall...meet...again...on the...other...ssside...

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For those of you who don't know, I am an atheist.
I truly believe there is no afterlife waiting for us.
But...that belief creates some of my darkest philosophical metaphors...
And they generally have something to do with me bound in darkness after my death...
Because I can't leave my beloved behind...