This
is
suburban
decay
.
broken spirit my dad said you don't own the world yet, because i still do. small town legends spreading their tarantula legs and webbing across the country i will make it to the coastline and drink the atlantic ocean dry when someday isn't even a promise, just a dream fading out like summer clouds melting away by the sun it's hard not to compromise
06.16.06
so fucking st e r i l e .
stop plagiarism.
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2005 me