Phantom (Reprise)
There’s that old feeling again! Never, ever will chronicled pain be trumped by held hands so keep wishing slammed doors, rings flung back in the faces of the time when tears matched the semi-precious...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
There’s that old feeling again! Never, ever will chronicled pain be trumped by held hands so keep wishing slammed doors, rings flung back in the faces of the time when tears matched the semi-precious...