Misplaced are the days of youth when disgusting porn is only a click away. Eyes that once sparkled have dimmed, replaced with dark dreams of innocents lost.
Poem – Misplaced
- Tagged
- Days of youth
- Misplaced
Published by timothyfrench15
Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella. View all posts by timothyfrench15
Published