You were always my opposition, the dark knight to my shining dais. Didn't you ever tire of our routine, of the tears and the fists and the frustrations? Didn't you ever wonder how I slept at night?
But I guess that's never really been your concern.
(a.k.a. the attempt of a writer to exercise her imagination)
You were always my opposition, the dark knight to my shining dais. Didn't you ever tire of our routine, of the tears and the fists and the frustrations? Didn't you ever wonder how I slept at night?
But I guess that's never really been your concern.
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