
i once knew a man who had his heart stolen by a rider with high heels on. he told me
read morei once knew a man who had his heart stolen by a rider with high heels on. he told me
read more. . . You bring out the Cosa Nostra in me. The fiery Sicilian in me. The inevitable tommy gun
read moreI remember her tattoos and sharpened claws As dead presidents shuffled through her fingers like a deck of cards. She’d
read moreMorality collapsed like a smoker out of breath Crushed under their feet and the girls just laughed The con gets
read moreI remember myself and my grass stained knees Playing in the country with big city dreams, My voice sweet amongst
read moreWhen the world is everything but magic
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