The Pink Carnation
I may walk until I’m fainting, I may write until I’m blinded, I might drink until my back teeth are afloat, But I can’t forget my ruin and the happy days behind it, When I wore a pink carnation in … Continued
I may walk until I’m fainting, I may write until I’m blinded, I might drink until my back teeth are afloat, But I can’t forget my ruin and the happy days behind it, When I wore a pink carnation in … Continued