Tuesday, Sept. 09, 2003
Night. Harry ill. DucklingDuckling:If you live, I will never again punish you with my silence. If you live, I will never again turn away from you. If you live, I will never again imagine another man when you make love to me. If you live, I will never tell you I want to leave you. If you live, I will speak to you. If you live, I will be tender with you. If you live, I will look after you. If you live, I will stay with you. If you live, I will be wet and open to your touch. If you live, I will answer all your questions. If you live, I will look after you. If you live, I will love you. Pause If you die, I will never forgive you. She leans over him. Listens. Touches. Harry is dead. I hate you. No, I love you. She crouches into a foetal position, cries out How could you do this? Just something I wanted to share. Agree with Lyns, it's very sweet. and I'll wear glass shoes...and plastic wrap | Sarika v.s. Nero...unfortunately Nero beat me this time... |
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