

Biker GirlThere she sits lonely a cigarette in her mouth her harley by her side as she travels south piercings and chains clothes all black long dark curls Fall gently down her back tattoos ingraved deep within her skin of all the prisonsBiker Girl
she's been in gentle eyes a scared smile a broken heart and in denial dirty nails and black leather boots a road map and a lighter are her only two recrutes a black biker jacket torn at the seams a soul full of freedom
and a heart full of dreams rings on each finger a cross
The Love Omen
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Life can only be understood in reverse.. but must be lived forward. Photography also...
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Howard: "Yeah, well, I'm not gonna take him up on his offer, you know. I don't need him. I've already got a shallow mate who dresses like a.. futuristic prostitute."
Vince: [smiles] "Thanks Howard"
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