Confide this soul, where desolation has haunted. Where the heart has put on hold, for a particular memory. If the fire keeps burning, say no words of it. Learn, bethink, cite, educe it all, until your heart, my heart, as… — Rexon Wilson Copy Share Image
“It’s finally happened, babies. Parole is burning. They say we started out in a blaze of glory, and now we’re all going down in flames.” — RoAnna Sylver Copy Share Image
