Monday, January 13, 2003
The Small Hours Comments
Rating: ★2.8
No more my little song comes back;
And now of nights I lay
My head on down, to watch the black
And wait the unfailing gray.
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7/19/2025 1:47:05 AM # 1.0.0
Her wit, her sardonic bite, came from a very dark place inside her. I wonder if it was clinical depression or just a heart that sped from one disaster straight into the arms of another and thus built her own pit of depression to fall into on a regular basis