I am the tempest in your eye, the disease in your brain, and the angel that smiles at you in the darkness while the moon pushes you into your grave.
A contest entry
- In one sentence by Lavender Butterfly.
450 points, ended October 3, 2008, 18 entries
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Comments
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whoa, this is quite attention grabbing!.. x

