There's a girl on her bed
All her memories have fled
There's a guy in the bathroom
Facing his doom
The windows are shut
And the little girls cut
The lights are dimming
The tears are brimming
The room is spinning
The Devil is winning
YOU ARE READING
Are you still laughing? (Book 2)
PoetryBut I always thought you'd come back (All disclaimers in the bar above :))
