It was always quite
till the sun
went
d
o
w
n
H.O.P.E.S. & (D)(R)(E)(A)(M)(S)
were all we had left as we prayed
to the PORCELAIN GOD
Drinking our selves into a
^^^^________COMA
Wondering if we will
make it out
alive
Just another teenage dream
only to wake up
and do it all again.
this (M)indless (S)elf (I)dulgence
we feed off of,
yet we are never full.
We are the...
The Hopeless Youth
atally Gorgeous
Will comment on the actual poem later.




Beautiful write. Good to see you're still around here and still writing. You're incredibly talented.







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