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Jan. 6th, 2013 12:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So it's you. You who stuck me in that abominable dressing room so long ago. You that stinks of death and decay far worse than the horrid Terror of Death. Don't think for even an instant that I've forgotten or forgiven you for putting me in that place.
What is it you want from me?
What is it you want from me?