Author: littlest clouds PM
Rest in peace, Justin. [Good night, sweet prince. And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.]Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Angst - Words: 45 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 03-27-04 - id: 1563191
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both casualties of teenage lust.
one is dead and the other - scarred for life.
Nothing will ever be the same
in this town again.
(mother father it's eleven o'clock, do you know where your children are?)