Naughtiest_Maximus
Bluelighter
I think i used to know you, a stranger you well seem.
Dishevelled sits too well upon you,
your shoulders used to be so straight.
That gait you used to carry, now a semi-conscious strut
laughter's hollow echo a weary sound.
How long before you find it grates.
Dishevelled sits too well upon you,
your shoulders used to be so straight.
That gait you used to carry, now a semi-conscious strut
laughter's hollow echo a weary sound.
How long before you find it grates.
