Nearer the End
Nearer the end...
When memories burn like gold
Where life has lost its luster and things no longer matter--
This is a place of thought.
Remembering the things you have done and left undone...
Where the skirt so short goes all the way up to her Quack!
9/6/'14
Copyright © Gabe Shelly | Year Posted 2014
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