midnightrambler Posted April 16, 2008 Share Posted April 16, 2008 Sadly Tommy drove into the mean city one night In a battered Chevy, with broken dreams and fists of dynamite Tommy parks his car, looks around and feels the night air His heart has been broken, his soul full of redemption, needing a reason to care. Tommy left what he knew as home, feeling like a failure, and in 12th Street he finds hope. The lights of Dante's Club draws him, there is Nora against the wall. And like old Romeo he made his move, she looked so fine Nora knew Tommy could never be true, she didn't really mind Sinatra was singing something about strangers exchanging glances in the night. Tommy and Nora didn't care about tomorrow, the magic felt so right Link to comment
kuiks8 Posted April 16, 2008 Share Posted April 16, 2008 Now this is a different side of you!!! Very nice! Link to comment
midnightrambler Posted April 16, 2008 Author Share Posted April 16, 2008 Now this is a different side of you!!! Very nice! from the Rambler collection Link to comment
midnightrambler Posted April 16, 2008 Author Share Posted April 16, 2008 true story isnt it? a writer never tells... Link to comment
EQD Posted April 16, 2008 Share Posted April 16, 2008 a writer never tells... he never has to. Link to comment
midnightrambler Posted April 16, 2008 Author Share Posted April 16, 2008 have your brother turn that into a song Link to comment
tiredofvampires Posted April 17, 2008 Share Posted April 17, 2008 Wow, this is really high caliber. Thank you, I love the "fists of dynamite". I really am enamored of this! Is there more? It sounds at the end...like there's more? 1 Link to comment
JadedStar Posted April 17, 2008 Share Posted April 17, 2008 midnight........hmm. this is the longest post of yours ever on ena. high caliber. jaded seconds ToV. Be leary of the magic tho. Link to comment
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