youthA Poem by sea lilyi consider myself to be rather grown-up and above such things. even if we did buy a record player before cutlery. and the girls in high-school have all had babies. i wish i were them. it used to be: photo albums or yearbooks: "you're so great! xoxo" now it's thousands of images of bad haircuts, spots that lasted as long as boyfriends (a week or so). there i stand,flushed with vodka in the s****y t-shirts i used to make myself. words that i gave meaning and ironed on, laboriously. proof i was there, we were there that we loved each other and suffered. and the boy of overpowering coolness. who moved to london to dress in drag and paint beauty spots on his thin cheeks. daisy chains and pierced ears. nose rings. my boyfriend did a lot of drugs and lost his mind now he's a pastor and engaged to miss piggy.
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1 Review Added on September 7, 2011 Last Updated on September 7, 2011 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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