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| Thoughts and Words by � lonely_warrior_99 Leary of a poison trade. The better parts of our lives are spent trying to find ourselves, as we journey through a world of uncertainty. There are many of us out there, on the front lines of cluelessness. At the nightclubs, seedy roadside bars, and one night stands. Waking up with clouded memories of cheap love. Vowing to the heavens never to repeat, while we spill consumed spirits with an angry passion. Our parents crying Pleading And finally dying at our unwillingness, ignorance, and youthful arrogance. We live wild and hard. Never planning to die young and fast. |
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