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Pearly white against a black backdrop. Glossy cars on broken tar. You're laughing away, children at play. You wish your rent costed as little as your drink. But you're still smiling. As the big man files out a grand, You drop a bills underhand. Your hype phone rings Your mother is calling. Saying that if you're done pretending Look around at what you should be mending.
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Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 7:55 PM UTC
Smiling
Pearly white against a black backdrop. Glossy cars on broken tar. You're laughing away, children at play. You wish your rent costed as little as your drink. But you're still smiling. As the big man files out a grand, You drop a bills underhand. Your hype phone rings Your mother is calling. Saying that if you're done pretending Look around at what you should be mending.
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Two-Spirit
Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 7:55 PM UTC
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