She's painting her walls gray
And she's sleeping all day
She hasn't been the same
Since the last time you said her name
Alcohol breath, you spoke it with a slurr
I think this time you really have broken her
DU LIEST GERADE
Flowers Under My Skin
PoetryA series of original short poems written through my perspective.
Gray
She's painting her walls gray
And she's sleeping all day
She hasn't been the same
Since the last time you said her name
Alcohol breath, you spoke it with a slurr
I think this time you really have broken her