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looking around the bonfire i see all my friends -acquaintances, mates and i wonder how long they'll be there -around, with me light dancing off their faces, music playing on ****** '90's boombox speakers -Joshua Radin, Gorillaz, the violintastic Yellowcard i see people i see everyday, people i haven't seen in years -will it be that long til i see them again, -when will my everyday friends turn into that looking out from the fire over the river i see my unremarkable hometown -the darkness hiding the decay, the streetlights making it look beautiful as -only this view of the city can provide I'm moving soon as others already have. As the rest of the circle likely will -how often will i see this "hellish black hole" this little circle of friends spreading, our arms barely stretching to hold on -how long can it hold but for now we're here bullshitting a night a way and in the end that's all that matters -i guess
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 5:13 PM UTC
little circle of friends
looking around the bonfire i see all my friends -acquaintances, mates and i wonder how long they'll be there -around, with me light dancing off their faces, music playing on ****** '90's boombox speakers -Joshua Radin, Gorillaz, the violintastic Yellowcard i see people i see everyday, people i haven't seen in years -will it be that long til i see them again, -when will my everyday friends turn into that looking out from the fire over the river i see my unremarkable hometown -the darkness hiding the decay, the streetlights making it look beautiful as -only this view of the city can provide I'm moving soon as others already have. As the rest of the circle likely will -how often will i see this "hellish black hole" this little circle of friends spreading, our arms barely stretching to hold on -how long can it hold but for now we're here bullshitting a night a way and in the end that's all that matters -i guess
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 5:13 PM UTC
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