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Victor was asleep in a sleep like death he wanted to die That's all he wanted He brought a gun for himself originally Used to be in self defense but not any more He was out on an ice raft the next thing he knew his creation Holding him He looked at the thing
"I'm not dead stupid"Victor joking we said with all of his strength But he knew what he had to do
"I am damaged, far too damaged
But you're not beyond repair"Victor said Gun hiding behind his back Hugging the thing with 1 arm His hands Traced his face Every stitch every mark Everything just 1 last time, He noticed the fire material, He knew that his creation was also depressed
"Stick around here
Make things better
'Cause you beat me fair and square"Victor said voice breaking, A little of the gun sticking out enough so the creature could see it
"Please stand back now
'Little further"Victor said making the creature scoot away a little
"Don't know what this thing will do
Hope you'll miss me
Wish you'd kiss me
Then you'd know I worship you
I'll trade my life for yours" Victor said now putting The gun to his right temple
"Oh my God.."The creature screened
"And once I disappear" Victor said Hand shaking Along with the rest of his body
"Wait, hold on.." The creacher whispers
"Clean up the mess down here"He said Putting the gun his side Kissing the creatures straight black lips then backing away from it Smiling van pointing it back at himself
"Not this way!" It screamed
"Our love is God
Our love is God
Our love is God
Our love is God" that's all Victor could say to comfort the thing then victor shot himself and as the last bit of life slipped out the creacher cried Whispering
"Say Hi to God"