"zdrowie" poems
believe or not
writing this words
****** like a
werewolf on the moon
even can't breath
the air you exhale
full of filth and ****
better for who
god **** on the sun
i see a blackhole
calling me, no remorse
i need to drink
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 3:42 PM UTC