Based on "The Eagle" by Alfred, Lord TennysonOn pavement he hobbles, too great a height;A flower that. Here we were this sexy little couple, this in love couple, and no one knew a fucking thing! But that Wednesday, she never showed. It didn’t take me long to worry about her. So I started to drive by her house, or places I knew she would be, to just see if she was okay. I mean, we might not have ever really ‘talked’ about it, but I knew her husband beat her. It was so obvious. I must have driven by those places for a month straight before I finally saw her walking to her car. I know she saw me.Read More
