Dark Knight by Blou Leask | Poetry Potion
you’re an AK47, a lead loaded gun this won’t end well… you’re a dark knight on a suburban street you know you lines well you’re the king of discreet and somewhere between the poison and pain the sun’s sure to break through every now and again no, I’m not very coy I’ll surrender control but … Continue reading "Dark Knight by Blou Leask"