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By galadrial Date: 2003 Jan 16 Comment on this Work [[2003.01.16.21.28.15420]] |
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I am ashamed that the sound of your name makes me cringe, you bastard. You dealt in lies, You traded trust for dreams, you peddled fantasy, and NOW they tell me that you are dead, and I feel nothing. Not pity. Not sadness. Not Remorse. Filthy liar. Love turned to bile, lies upon lies, CANCER? How dare you? How dare you make yourself some sad hero, how dare you try to steal what you could never own? I hope you really did die, but somehow, I doubt it. Likely this is just a new form of cheat, and you will bloom again, a corpse flower rancid with stink, your only purpose to infect, and inflict. Rest In Pieces. Amen. |