We are lions in cages.
Extroverts anonymous. Facades of hopeful futures.
We think differently
Because we are so special
The ball and chain around her ankle is a ten pound book-bag
Portable computer. Portable phone.
Internet. Music. Silence.
Internet. Music. Silence.
Who whips the lions?
The kings and the queens of the jungle.
Are ******
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 3:23 AM UTC
We are lions in cages.
Extroverts anonymous. Facades of hopeful futures.
We think differently
Because we are so special
The ball and chain around her ankle is a ten pound book-bag
Portable computer. Portable phone.
Internet. Music. Silence.
Internet. Music. Silence.
Who whips the lions?
The kings and the queens of the jungle.
Are ******
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