A Love Story
Nov. 1st, 2005 06:02 pmI will seek and find you . . .
I shall take you to bed and have my way with you .
I will make you ache, shake & sweat until you moan & groan.
I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop.
I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm finished with you.
And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.
All my love,
The Flu
I shall take you to bed and have my way with you .
I will make you ache, shake & sweat until you moan & groan.
I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop.
I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm finished with you.
And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.
All my love,
The Flu
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Date: 2005-11-01 03:04 pm (UTC)(I was reading The Great Influenza, but had to put it aside for a while when I realized it was depressing me too badly.)
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Date: 2005-11-01 03:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-01 03:26 pm (UTC)Better that than the flu itself.
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Date: 2005-11-01 04:37 pm (UTC)So much to do, you can not be spared;
Still your entreaties Death will not hear.
The graveyard is filled with important men,
Who could not be spared; but were, in the end...
I love Trans-Siberian Orchestra.