death/death
Phaedra: Have you ever thought, thought your heart would break?
Strophe: No.
Phaedra: Wished you could cut open your chest tear it out to stop the pain?
Strophe: That would kill you.
Phaedra: This is killing me.
From Phaedra’s Love by Sarah Kane
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What more is there to say….truer words never spoken/written. Am surviving (hopefully) my own greek tragedy..
You will survive. I’m sure of it.