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The night is not young The night has rinkles And tells terrible storys About being bitter but this night drives fast And smokes menthols Keeps the neighbors up late With their antics, Teenage dreams ascend Cloudy with the white And the stains of fun. The night has jumped the gun.
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 11:09 PM UTC
The night is young
The night is not young The night has rinkles And tells terrible storys About being bitter but this night drives fast And smokes menthols Keeps the neighbors up late With their antics, Teenage dreams ascend Cloudy with the white And the stains of fun. The night has jumped the gun.
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 11:09 PM UTC
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