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Dec 2019
loneliness overwhelms me.
every night i long for a kiss,
kisses down my neck
up my neck,
tracing my face.
dreaming of smoking cigarettes,
riding a skateboard,
walking to the drive-through,
watching Back to the Future with him,
making love and
living life like its

But i was born in the wrong generation.
Living the wrong life,
single gang... *sigh*
Written by
     José and Bogdan Dragos
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