Shaking like a leaf,
She fell through the door,
Closing behind, trudged through the floor,
Felt the wet strands stick to her forehead,
She gulped down the bottle, and cursed her weight.
Hard day.
Shaking like a leaf,
She fell through the door,
Closing behind, trudged through the floor,
Felt the wet strands stick to her forehead,
She gulped down the bottle, and cursed her weight.
