Drunken fashion

A passing lyric

Face powder 

perfume spray 

music blasting 

since midday 

texting friends 

times to meet 

forcing heels on swollen feet

bag all sorted

drink in hand 

gather thoughts 

over favourite bands

taxi beep

time to go 

getting mad 

for driving slow 

get me there 

amongst the crowd 

take me where 

the music's loud 

party hard 

it's our passion 

join the life

of the drunken fashion 

-KK

  • Author: A passing lyric (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 6th, 2020 18:12
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