"We were childhood sweethearts ..." he whispered seeing his white, porcelain-like face and gougers long, black hair
"But he wouldn't allow me to be with him..."
"who?"
"my angel of music..."
"We were childhood sweethearts ..." he whispered seeing his white, porcelain-like face and gougers long, black hair
"But he wouldn't allow me to be with him..."
"who?"
"my angel of music..."