I spread my dreams under his feet. He didn't tread softly enough.

Now I am like Miss Haversham or at least I would be if I didn't call him Paul Langbert and tell the world he meant nothing to me.

If there's a smile on my face, it's only there trying to fool the public. If you look closer it's easy to trace the tracks of my tears.

He's hurt me once before. It won't happen again.

Posted By: Bravo win or die, Oct 25, 21:06:15