Oct 01, 2009 23:40
My hands would be wrapped around your neck. I'd hold you close, and through my laughter I'd hear you plead for your life with your last gasp. I would smile at you and ask what it feels like. Realizing the answer had died with you, I would feel the regret of one who had just lost 25 cents
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