Give me your slurred, your spent, your lonely masses yearning to breathe free.
Give me your speed, your crack, your mary j.
Give me your soul.
And we'll be the generation they wept for.
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- Sapphira
- I have bad posture, I wear shoes I can't actually walk in and I smile a bit too widely. Those are pretty much the only constants.
3 comments:
Love it.
so do i.
anthemic.
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