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1 year ago
So I met this girl. Messed around a little. Good naughty fun. But there was something more to it; wasn’t there? Isn’t there always? We moved fast, but it didn’t seemed forced. It was natural, sound… it was mercury. Heavy, dense, significant… Fluid, moving too quickly… Poison.
It wasn’t long. But it doesn’t take much to feel sick. Mercury makes you mad. Ask all the electrochemists…
She had the spark of something like love…
