The Chardonnay. A memory that will never be forgotten. The red tree.
I remember the day of the red tree. Dark. Very dark. Shame upon me. Never again. I hate those souls with a PASSION. I will never forget their faces -all of them. They will receive the very same darkness as they portrayed on my very soul. Karma.
The red tree. How beautiful you are -the taste of your fruits -so delightful; yet, so dark. You’re a dark angel -you red tree.
Good night, good people. Dance around the red tree -but don’t let those sorrowful souls annihilate your heart like they did mine. I’ll see you in my dreams.
