william elliott whitmore. how i love thee. your soulful voice. your tattoos. the love you have for your podunk state of iowa. the passion and pain we can hear in your voice when you sing. i can't wait until i finally get to see you tonight and enjoy your music in person instead of through my dinky ipod headphones or the shaky sound system in my car.
oh, and murder by death.
you're not too shabby either.
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