im a pacifist with a magnum
with no life to call my own
im pretty brainless
not like anyone would bother
im afraid of girls
cause they're too beautiful
and the links are at the bottom
define me.
the name is FarisBydawi
always below 19
i,
bang the drums,slaps the bass and destroy guitars misplaced memories.
Dark,cold and damp.In the shadows,covered with battered walls of medieval presence,completed with the stench to make one weep.Don Damien cower in silence,hoping for that ray of hope to be free.The demands for her release are beyond sadism.With her family slowly depleting,the only one she could rely on is her real family,her brother,who unlike herself,is none part of the Sofia Family.
Outside,Brandon Sofia ponders in anguish.Her sister kidnapped,his life now becomes a moving target.Should he flee,and leave his family for good,or should he aid Benito.Seeking refuge at Scully's cafe,with Benito badly wounded,he could just wait and fear for life.The price is too much,even for a ruthless being like Damien.No more bloodshed will be spilled,Brandon will do anything in his power to free his sister from The Red Canvas Organization.
