DevilOrAngel
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- Jul 23, 2008
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Not sure if I'm going about this correctly but I wanted to see how other authors would respond.
Below is my story:
Nimble fingers corralled spent shells into my pockets; turning I melted into midnight shadows satisfied with the knowledge his body would never be found.
Below is my story:
Nimble fingers corralled spent shells into my pockets; turning I melted into midnight shadows satisfied with the knowledge his body would never be found.