Once upon a time I swore I had a heart, until the world I came to know, tore it all apart. So as I bent to pick up the tear soaked leaves, those pages of my book of dreams, I swore this to myself....
Down the Crooked Little Road…
If you're used to walking the road, straight and narrow. And then by chance find yourself down a crooked little road. Here's a few things you might consider. No matter how hard you might try, and I bet that you will... Roads just don't listen when you tell them to straighten up. And if you … Continue reading Down the Crooked Little Road…
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