Last night I held a little hand so dainty and so neat I thought my heart would burst so wildly did it beat no other hand unto my heart could such gladness bring for the hand I held last night was 4 Aces and a King!!!!
He grasped me round my slender neck I could not shout or scream he carried me into his room where we could not be seen he tore away my flimsy wrap and gazed upon my form I was so cold and still and damp while he was wet and warm his feverish lips he pressed to mine I let him have his way he drained me of my very self I could not stay him, nay and then he cast me from him thats why you find me here an empty vesse, broken glass that once held.....Bottled Beer