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Date: 2008-10-20 04:14 am (UTC)
Like a Donna Summer song made real it sat there, a metaphor for love gone bad turned a sticky mess; thick, soursweet cream in rivulets down his chest as he lay there, naked; freezing rain pelting his flesh.

This is beautiful 8D
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