Precipice Dancing

Some smooth leather badass… A feral little angel. Never ever black or white. She’s an old school rebel. A touch of class, a taste of trash… always walkin’ that line. An old school rebel pushes it every time. Givin’ it what she’s got, livin’ for the fantasy When you livin’ large it’s always now orContinue reading “Precipice Dancing”

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Alone Together

Lo, I was lost but now I see That what’s for others, not for me This bloodless land not meant to be my home or yours…so why don’t we continue on this path unknown for surely this is not our home. So on and on and on we roam, on further down this lonely roadContinue reading “Alone Together”