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Roadkill Extravaganza 10 Frost sobbed, his forehead against Satyr's chest. He felt miserable, like if there was a void on his heart, getting bigger and bigger and dragging the rest of his body to the vacuum. There was a storm of feelings too; love, misery, hate, fear, anger, devotion, shame, loneliness, love, pain and love.
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He could feel the singer cherishing his long black hair, and he felt warm while embraced on his arms. Then he heard the singer calling him, in a very soft voice:
-I'm sorry. - the drummer sobbed, and the singer pulled him closer:
-It's okay. - Satyr said, truely - It was my fault, I should have noticed there was something wrong with you. Besides - the singer bit his lip,ashamed - I've seen you crying, I should have talked to you before.
They got into a sepulcral silence. Satyr looked around; they were completely alone, and he knew the backstage party would only end at 3 a.m. He picked up his mobile phone from h