i take a stroll in the software park
to a favorite spot of mine
unfrequented, a solitary retreat
a young lady comes
with such a look on her face
saying “poor teen, why you gotta be so down”
don’t you know miss
there’s no place for me in this ghost town
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 1:17 PM UTC
i take a stroll in the software park
to a favorite spot of mine
unfrequented, a solitary retreat
a young lady comes
with such a look on her face
saying “poor teen, why you gotta be so down”
don’t you know miss
there’s no place for me in this ghost town
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