Late Night by Natasha Rose

When your emotions are struck by the witching hour and a text just won't cut it.


I don't know where to begin. So I'll start here...


I didn't know what to say so I left a note on the table and hoped for the best.



Bag lady you gone hurt your back, Dragging all them bags like that, I guess nobody ever told you, All you must hold onto, is you, is you, is you...