Throw it back, swallowed dry sing a teenage lullaby we drink we smoke we overdose but when we cry we're seen as weak the runt of the pack the food at the feast and even when we shut our mouths bottle it up even filled with doubt we do what we must to break our way in these teenage lullabies are deadly sins and as we fill with dread and sorrow the only way we know how to keep fighting till tomorrow is to drink and smoke and overdose cause that's how we teenagers sing our teenage lullaby.
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Creative writing
PoetryThese are just a bunch of my creative writing pieces cause I had no where to keep them - p.s they might not be very good but I like them so oh well
