And it's a trick, too, because once I see my poor little brother there, looking for all the world like Messiah succeeded and he's dead, I want to scream. I want to tear the walls down.
I stumble. I can't remember the last time I stumbled, but I do, and my knees hit the floor with a crack.
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Date: 2012-05-21 04:37 am (UTC)And it's a trick, too, because once I see my poor little brother there, looking for all the world like Messiah succeeded and he's dead, I want to scream. I want to tear the walls down.
I stumble. I can't remember the last time I stumbled, but I do, and my knees hit the floor with a crack.
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