WhEn ShE WRiTeS ShE WriTeS aLoNe
Damn it, I missed her. Oh, no there she is. Here she comes. The way she walks tells me it is her, prepared for the hour not every thing else in it, it doesn’t matter but the hour does. The paper will never relate. Only bow down to the greatness she spells out with the words she use’s. I can tell the... Sign in to see full entry.