Apr. 23rd, 2009

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Holy lords of chamberlain, this is the best thing I have ever read in a long, long while.

Like the dusk is not enough; because it isn't really, when you're ground so far into the grit you can smell the concrete roses; the shadows of his tormenting visitor cast trickles of dark dark dark laughter onto the dark dark dark pavements-

I wish I could still write (somewhat) like that. ;___;

EDIT: 090905: This is the fic. It was bugging me. /D

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