sometimes i find myself craving a night just like in the songs,
when it's 3 am and everyone's asleep
and i blast music and dance alone
in the middle of an empty highway,
and eat crappy convenience store ice-cream
and laugh with a group of friends as we cruise in high speed
and i go to the beach and lay on the sand
and listen to the waves crash against the shore
and i wish i was one amongst the stars.
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babbles and tea
De Todoa collection of short stories, poetry, rants, opinions and other miscellanies.
