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Apr 2013
this isn't my type of party
20 people lost in the lobby.
girl got a cute face,
her friends got her own body
it isn't a commodity.

you're taking me down the alley.
this definitely is not the valley.
and I follow your stride,
nervous to be meeting your kind.

These big grey ocean eyes,
milky complexion, taller in size.
entering the fence, homes confined
The East Side, so many places to hide.

up the steps, entering in the back door.
cousins room, the stench of cologne.
Boom and Bass, torn down wallpaper
snapbacks, tied laces,  young children?

This isn't my type of party.
20 pathetic men in the backyard
my boys got a smart mind, kind face
this is such a waste.

Smoking, drinking, faded.
this isn't me, almost sedated.
take me to the air mattress
warm me, let me rest.

this isn't my type of party.
I don't fit in here, sorry.
get me out of this lobby.
my version of  " my type of party" by dom kennedy.
Amelia
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Amelia  F/I wander
(F/I wander)   
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