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10-04-2009, 02:05 PM
"Look, it's not our fault that our stores nearly run out before we get the next shipment. And trust me, we tried to use a hellhound once but the meat makes everybody sick." The warden rubbed his eyes. "Just eat the fries at least, they're not as bad as you'd think. They usually come out like mashed potatoes."
I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION.
DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION.
THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END...
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