LimerWrecks
Friday, March 21, 2008
Noir She Blows
Dead end street, neon light, shabby room
All alone, cigarette, in the gloom
Down below, high-heeled clicks
Echo up from the bricks
One last chance? Femme fatale, certain doom
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