We are beautiful, Yet we hide our faces, So no one can see the scars. We have smiling faces, But you can bet we're frowning, and crying in the dark.
-page fighting (aim) for your dignity I almost taste the the irony How fiction replaces history Use daunted glow to light your page You say those feelings of doubt
Seven Silver Curses My little sister had a glass of wine No doubt a glass of wine too many "I bet he's out right now with his Nazi whore That's right
