Poems from Grungy_2
Her fathers always telling her that she'll make a great wifeCater to a husband that she knows she'll never haveBut how can she break her...
There's a pretty little picture that you'll find on her wristSome parts are faint while the others stand bigHer thigh is the same though...
I closed my eyes and she's all I sawThe shining of her eyes was the same as the starsHer voice was as if angels were singingAnd her smile,...