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Life is rocky.
There is no way around it, but when life gets to the point, where over and over, you find yourself smiling and then imagining what it would feel like to swallow glass, life goes from being rocky, to becoming a cliff edge.
This cliff edge is jagged, weak at spots, and you dance along it slowly. Your dance partner is Death himself, as he guides you through the steps of this particular waltz. It's terrifying, being on the edge of this cliff, and at the same time, thrilling. To dance along the edge with Death is exhillirating,and with time, familiar. His child hands, as they take your own, can become a comfort. Yes, here is Death, here is his embrace, here isthe dance.

Toward the end of the dance, you stand on the highest peak with Death. He prompts you to jump with him, join him. He speaks to you in that low, alluring whisper, familiar to you. He tells you he can take you to a place where you may dance always, where others shall not judge you of your dance.

Normally a voice calls from behind, and you promise Death 'Next Time' as you run to the voice, in order to keep it away from your Cliff.
Sometimes, the voice takes longer to call you.
Someday, the voice may never come.

Description
Life is rocky.
There is no way around it, but when life gets to the point, where over and over, you find yourself smiling and then imagining what it would feel like to swallow glass, life goes from being rocky, to becoming a cliff edge.
This cliff edge is jagged, weak at spots, and you dance along it slowly. Your dance partner is Death himself, as he guides you through the steps of this particular waltz. It's terrifying, being on the edge of this cliff, and at the same time, thrilling. To dance along the edge with Death is exhillirating,and with time, familiar. His child hands, as they take your own, can become a comfort. Yes, here is Death, here is his embrace, here isthe dance.

Toward the end of the dance, you stand on the highest peak with Death. He prompts you to jump with him, join him. He speaks to you in that low, alluring whisper, familiar to you. He tells you he can take you to a place where you may dance always, where others shall not judge you of your dance.

Normally a voice calls from behind, and you promise Death 'Next Time' as you run to the voice, in order to keep it away from your Cliff.
Sometimes, the voice takes longer to call you.
Someday, the voice may never come.