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Sunday, April 26, 2009

Too Bad...

with a quick smirk and the turning of a blade, I looked down and saw a river of crimson spray,spouting out of my chest. All that was heard amongst the bloody waterfall, were the echoes of a simple, yet beautiful chuckle.

November 15, 2004

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