30/11/15
Cigarettes and liquor bottles,
Emptied out on the floor.
I just wanne go rough with you.
We can't hold each other back,
What we'll do is ours to regret.
But what did you expact,
After liquor and a cigarrete?
YOU ARE READING
Some kind of poetry
Поэзияsometimes I use my pen outside of drawing. This is what happens.
