Suddenly the whole pace slows down, all you can see is the flickering flames from the lighters in the arena. The flames dance and make a beautiful sight. The faces before you are a mirror to their souls. Their lives are an open book for you to read. Each word is as exciting as two lovers touching for the first time.
Every note is a caress of one another's face.
Before you know it the sight that you cherish before you has ended and is all but a memory. The memory shall last forever in the minds of the fans and never fade. Michelle O'neil Hope that everyone likes it. I just read yesterdays box . And saw something JAcket wrote in.