EricGonzalez 10 Posted September 3, 2013 Oh the tales that these walls could tell. Inside these walls boys became men, dreams were dreamed, and dreams were crushed. They'd speak of a certain stunned silence of a post coital cigarette smoke on the fire-escape that she called a balcony as men left out the back exit, just as quickly as they came. But these walls don't give up their secrets, no ; they can be trusted fast-and-true. No these walls ain't talking! The only shame is no one can ever know there's a hero in this heroin junkie heroine. Â If anything should bear witness to her resilience it would be her lace push-up. For like herself, pretty but well worn. Should that little red number speak of it's supporting role in this drama, people would reply honestly, and solemnly; "Cool story, Brah" Share this post Link to post
