But the pain is there, sneaky, dry, hungry for love and listening.
It cries out to the despair of the family straitjacket, to the uncertainty of the days which pass without bringing any improvement.

@opidia ,.. something ,. you know ,. just something mystic i can not explain .
Only to reveal it's self after it has bin passed by .
And yes i am born under the crab sign they say .

And with out any doubt ,. this particular french accent .

I could never taunt in any way with my accent better then the French could .

;-)