Feb 15, 2006 22:56
She was not, I realized, beautiful. Hard and pretty but not beautiful. I pulled the veil up and kissed her and told her it was just circumstance. A random encounter, I said. Nothing to hold on to. A martini, a voice without language: I couldn't remember words.
So.... what am I doing?
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But your black heart makes no match for it."
Quoted myself from a Poe Project. It relates in a way.
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