John took a fist full of May's bloodied golden hair, pulled back her head, and hit her with a right cross. Blood spewed out of her mouth, and the aggravated man dropped May's head.
May silently snarled, still working on her writs. She gasped softly, realizing she had done it. Her hands were free. Action time.
You sit and puff your cigar
Making me feel obsolete,
though now ignored, you one pursued
How could this happen? It's so bizarre
Where once was hope, there is now defeat
My broken heart came unglued
You sit and puff your cigar
Making me feel obsolete,
though now ignored, you one pursued
How could this happen? It's so bizarre
Where once was hope, there is now defeat
My broken heart came unglued