Jonathan P. Lamas, Sanctuary Of Expression Quotes
And I played music through the night, alone, echoing through the halls. My life, alive through note.
You might find me cleverly clad, in black on black, at 28th and 7th Ave.
And I played music through the night, alone, echoing through the halls. My life, alive through note.
You might find me cleverly clad, in black on black, at 28th and 7th Ave.