Wednesday, February 10, 2010
And through the wire
He couldn't imagine what it must be like to hear that voice. The voice that said those things. The voice that pretends that nothing happened. And to see inside her head the face that was speaking. To see the smirk of complete possession and conquest. And he couldn't imagine what it was like to live in abject silence.
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