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I know you, don't I, there lurking in the twisted light of candles and the reflection of the mirror. There's something lost in that, a bitter and brutal vacuous sense of emptiness, the ghost like thunder after lightning. Why the fuck do you always lose?
It's what I'm best at. Paradise lost. Ssssssss.
If you really want to know well...
No. Don't.
Fine. The bridge is a blade and I'm never going back anyway. So here we'll stay.
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I know you, don't I, there lurking in the twisted light of candles and the reflection of the mirror. There's something lost in that, a bitter and brutal vacuous sense of emptiness, the ghost like thunder after lightning. Why the fuck do you always lose?
It's what I'm best at. Paradise lost. Ssssssss.
If you really want to know well...
No. Don't.
Fine. The bridge is a blade and I'm never going back anyway. So here we'll stay.
You?
Category Story / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 50 x 50px
Some would say I had it all. Yet it's like Rabbit in the hundred acre wood, a thousand carrots yet he didn't even have a name. And in the end he became so obsessed with counting them zero would have been best.
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