Insane

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I was digging up the graveyard, insanely focused on taking the love of my life from the ground. I was mad, but this was all I could think about—pulling her out of that dirt and giving her a long, passionate kiss. The love of my life was dead. 

 I dug and dug, and then I struck a noise...

That was the coffin—I was close. With great caution, I lifted it out of the ground and opened it. My heart was racing with excitement, my dick was hard too such surprise. When I saw her, she was perfect, just like the day we first met. Her long, curly hair was wet, framing her face beautifully. Her tiny lips were closed, as if begging for a kiss. I couldn't resist—she was teasing me even after death. 

I kissed her gently, and for a moment, I swear she moved. I kissed her again. She moved. 

Oh my God, she was alive! Or was I hallucinating? 

I opened her mouth, and saw an endless darkness inside—maybe her soul was coming back. 

I gave her one final kiss… 

Terrible pain shot through my tongue. Ahhhh!!!

 I felt my mouth and cheeks being torn apart. It was a snake. A fucking snake kill me. ---

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