i wanna tell you a story. ain't got no characters in it but me. i wanna sing you a sad song. most of it i don't expect you to believe. it starts off just the whiskey and wine, miles of travel and some real good times. but it ends in a dark corridor, and there ain't no windows and there ain't no doors.
[ Still, she refuses to struggle against him out of consideration of just how much damage she may inflict against said frailness. He's fragile physically, so she treats him that way as her hands slump to her sides in a bout of defeat. ]
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[ Still, she refuses to struggle against him out of consideration of just how much damage she may inflict against said frailness. He's fragile physically, so she treats him that way as her hands slump to her sides in a bout of defeat. ]
If I could just hit at it a little more-!!