Layla199

I feel empty inside my head for the words left un-said now it can be told of the missing time that remain between the cracks left by the shadows slowly fading upon darken walls long ago before most of you was missed this is true only a handful of you remember the old days of memories that are in total rewind slowing down to drink the wine that was then...this is now am counting the days of old until there is no more what then will I become? is this my swan song or shall I remain in place should I get up again and dance once more what do you say my friends! By `caddman (https://www.deviantart.com/caddman) My dear friends, I presume this is the last journal in our de