Sunday, November 16, 2008

And then.

My loves, things are unraveling all around me. It came crashing down, bits and pieces of my carefully executed life are scattered about me from the impact of the curve ball I never saw coming. The good old boys sent their henchman. So now I am dancing to their twisted melody and running out of options. I'm playing with a new breed of fire.

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