The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living by Damien Hirst

#1 I want my last words to be“Please switch off the lights.”I want to die a slow whisper like death.I want grief to finally engulf me enough to pass away.I want to die on a bed with blankets and pillows that stink of sorrow.Cold hands and feet slowly cracking as my blood rusts away nerve …

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