Bitemarks & Bloodstains

Jun 28, 2005 17:24


Finch is back.

In my own way, we'd be this way forever. And tell me lover, what will become of the other.

Bones, skin, nails, and flesh.

A bitter block of passion, a medieval consequence.

They worry you with all the talk of you're not their kind.

Now I'm stealing her body and taking it home. There is always one more fall.

Mal-adjusted, you must ( Read more... )

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xmygoodiesx June 29 2005, 04:40:16 UTC
Now adjusted, you must trust me darling. Subsequently you see, you deserve more than me.

Awww that is so sad :(

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