Poem Hunter
Poems
Olds Looks Pretty Than Most Of The Young
BT ( / )

Olds Looks Pretty Than Most Of The Young

Poem By Babette Teeth

What a strange face I look against
With misplacement and unplesant
I'm the proud
So I distain the blunt imitating
I'm one of the olds
that understand it's nothing to do with the merely looking
It's something never can be simulated

User Rating: 0,5 / 5 ( 1 votes )

Other poems of TEETH (335)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.


Comments