Kira

And the story goes a little something like this…

We met at a Kross Road. Fell in love in the Summer time. But was it love or Is love just the answer? Couldn’t figure it out so I took my love on the run or did I just Runaway from love? ‘Cause that Southside hooligan had an Aura I couldn’t quite see myself through. Or maybe I’m tripping, Jonesin’, zoning out as I stand in wait of the Leather to my Lace.

With love,

Kira