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Two men stood in front of me – One he used to be and one he is now. One of them told me: “I’m the lesser of two evils,” But the other reminded: “You and I, we’re not that different.” A slight fear ran up and down my spine, I loved them both but could not decide. I looked them in the eyes, so blue and so dark, Their gaze left a heart-shaped mark. A man stood in front of me – “I’m the lesser of two evils,” he said. I took him to the grave where she was laid And for the first time he was finally able to see That Laura Palmer was actually me.
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Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 5:42 AM UTC
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Two men stood in front of me – One he used to be and one he is now. One of them told me: “I’m the lesser of two evils,” But the other reminded: “You and I, we’re not that different.” A slight fear ran up and down my spine, I loved them both but could not decide. I looked them in the eyes, so blue and so dark, Their gaze left a heart-shaped mark. A man stood in front of me – “I’m the lesser of two evils,” he said. I took him to the grave where she was laid And for the first time he was finally able to see That Laura Palmer was actually me.
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Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 5:42 AM UTC
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