I'm going to be born again.
My arms are groaning
as they grow.
Don't go.
You're gonna miss me
when you go.
I found my crowd
floundering without you
but I still want you
I'll still have you.
I forget you
when I'm lying down
lost in my mother
and all her sad songs
that she wrote down
Miss Sylvia P
her little latin daughter
with her daddy issues
and her flowery
happy endings
Jennifer J
our big sister
with the lips
and the cocaine heart
Lana D
I'm hanging with my sad girls
until you don't mean a thing to me.
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