Depleted of hope, we sit like Jack'o'lanterns
Crowding the patios of local bars
Empty inside as we sip different craft
Avoiding alcoholism by indulging only in the premium
But in this niche we've learned to shine
To smile amongst one another
Are own limelight is born
A community are own, as we travel this bittersweet path together
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 12:42 AM UTC
Depleted of hope, we sit like Jack'o'lanterns
Crowding the patios of local bars
Empty inside as we sip different craft
Avoiding alcoholism by indulging only in the premium
But in this niche we've learned to shine
To smile amongst one another
Are own limelight is born
A community are own, as we travel this bittersweet path together
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