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Mar 2010
we're the kids who keep on quitting.
we're the ones living our lives running.
we **** the threat of smoke with the smell of *** [on our breath].

we're the kids with the blinding smiles.
we're the ones on the late news at eleven.
we **** the threat of a future with the promise of tonight, tonight.

we're the kids who do it for love.
we're the ones making history tonight.
we **** the threat of growing up with the first and last sip of the night.

we're the kids with the pretty eyes.
we're the ones with the broken smiles.
we **** the threat of regret with the scars on our hands, faces, legs.

we're the kids with too-big pupils.
we're the ones with the hyena laughter.
we **** the threat of misunderstanding by not being able to speak.

we're the kids who'll make the difference.
we're the ones you'll remember.
we **** the threat of losing ourselves by giving it up [with one ****].
heavy references to "goodnight, quiet city" by dead and divine.
Sarah Wilson
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   Shelby Lynn
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