Scalded by time; Rhyme and reason decline As we search for a bastion, vanished. “I’m a soldier” Was what he told ya, His brown, leather brogues were… Read more “Hydrocodone”
Scalded by time; Rhyme and reason decline As we search for a bastion, vanished. “I’m a soldier” Was what he told ya, His brown, leather brogues were… Read more “Hydrocodone”
Vast Imbecility 