Especially Vermilion and Vermilion Pt. 2. And the Nameless. These three songs belong in my mind to this past month and to him, the Voice of the Golden Hand, because I know what I had and what I could have had, and that ultimately I said no to it.
I imagine him constantly seeing the pictures he took of when we met and reciting the lyrics of Vermilion. Was I ever what he thought, who he hoped I was? I was honest. I warned him. Is that enough?
Such a pheromone cult, to terrorize...
Sorry just doesn't cut it sometimes.







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Against me? You'll lose.
Arrogancia; el poder de decir, yo puedo.
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Against me? You'll lose.
Arrogancia; el poder de decir, yo puedo.
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Against me? You'll lose.
Arrogancia; el poder de decir, yo puedo.
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Against me? You'll lose.
Arrogancia; el poder de decir, yo puedo.
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Against me? You'll lose.
Arrogancia; el poder de decir, yo puedo.
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Against me? You'll lose.
Arrogancia; el poder de decir, yo puedo.
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Against me? You'll lose.
Arrogancia; el poder de decir, yo puedo.
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