The last sight the poor bastard took in on this earth was the grinning visage of his killer, scooping one handful of leaves after another over his stiffening body, certain never to be found in the remote woods of West Virginia.
14 July 2009
Lucky Leaf — Kevin O'Malley
The last sight the poor bastard took in on this earth was the grinning visage of his killer, scooping one handful of leaves after another over his stiffening body, certain never to be found in the remote woods of West Virginia.
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