Scene 25(Tommy)
Time for my story.
People say the universe was made in seven days,
But it wasn't complete until she came.
I walked between tall buildings.
Doing business for boys in London.
The skies were gray,
The dirt was gray,
The men were gray,
My razor blades painted them red though.
Poor girl.
Nineteen.
It had taken her nineteen years,
6,935 days,
For her to cross my paths.
To complete my world.
-Creation