We'll find our way out,

Without a map just our hearts,
And when we get out,
We'll topple off your house of cards,

Sideshow cars and plastic stars,
A turgid affair,
Illuminates the dwindling scars,
They point and stare,

I've been longing for a son like you,
I've been searching for a way out too
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  • JoinedOctober 2, 2016



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