.sinful youth in overdrive
comatose ,but still alive
ugly rumours,wind-borne tell
of pissings in the wishing well
how we lost our way back there
surfinâ high on pissed off glares
we rode rings around our fears
and couldnât have asked for more
endless summers in teenage.
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