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s-stutteringbill  asked:

Bill glowers at him with balled fists, a childish bravery that surmounts the doubtful, so-called boldness one would feign in adulthood. "I know you know w--what's in my head. I'm not afraid."

The squeak of 
galoshes
against the 
hall floor

Photos ruined
Families shattered
Blood
you 
cannot
clean 
up

A soft whimper
against your ear
or is it
a thousand miles away

how could you
let
me 
die