The lights are out the music has stopped. The liquor has all but worn off and I'm on the down side of my pill hill.
The silent memories of your laugh..
I was a freak , a mutant not fit to leave the shadows. then I met her.She was a beautiful disaster , a misfit in her own right but not like this lowli..
Behind black lace are suspicions conjured only by the dark side of the mind.The realistic voices say beyond the laced curtain is a child dreamingin h..