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Axl lit a candle.

Placed it on the windowsill. Kneeled and prayed.

Like he did every night.

He wondered if God still listened to him. Sometimes he wondered if God had ever listened to him. Even with all the fame, the money, the adoration, the attention... maybe it was a curse rather than a blessing. Sometimes Axl wondered if his whole life had been one long struggle with the temptations of Satan.

He put Slash's picture back in its place in the book of Psalms, and closed his Bible.

Maybe one of these days, he'd just let himself be damned.

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