What Madness Holds My Heart??
Ivory walked the halls of her building. It was her annual day of the month to visit the working area and see the little people. She sat down in her leather comfort recliner as it squeezed under its unused springs. She shuffled through her papers with a skimming eye, awaiting her securtary to scold her for her ambunent absences again. A childish smile spread across her face at the thought of his scolding.
Are You Gonna Deny the Savior in Front of Your Eyes??