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We were about to move again And he said we needed to paint the garage He didn’t explain why but he never does
She said gently, "hush, I can do this." A thing happened: I seemed to disappear. The back of my neck went cold. A fire ran up the-- "Yes," I said. "Again and again and again,"
Atonement The most I can do with you now is to sit on this ledge, watching everywhere. I turn to watch you stare
The dark one tells me I deserve this pain.I desire punishment, for it is just.