Coming to get you or save you? Who knows.
first entry, please comments
On the third day he took me to the riverHe showed me the roses and we kissedAnd the last thing I heard was a muttered wordAs he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist (Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds)
Dance, dance, danace
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My Son.Based on a true event which almost cost us our house.
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