Poems from Wandering Willow
We like to get drunk and go terrorize the town, but the cops are catchin on and the law's crackin down.
Time to go search for a new joy...
Lies. Spoken, disguised in beautiful words, dressed up with distate and topped with a curse. They sink it, they go deeper, they seep into...
"I love you" she says with cigarette smoke drifting out between her lips.
Those poisonous words waft through the air heavier than the...