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Originally Posted by Kidalanna
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The minute it entered their bodies,
A boy's fate was done and set,
With the shiny car keys,
Great force the boy has met,
Coming home from parties,
A boy's fate Death did get.
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I think it's about drunk driving.
Two a.m. the body puts on fishnets
thigh highs, knee-hight boots.
the senses choke
on too much powdered
foundation
caked on and
sour flowery perfume
wishing to be met with cheap cologne
the mind wanders
slick sidewalks
yellow reflections
of near empty city
and waits to hear
the honking horn.
All so that the heart
can mimic a beat.