we are young
heartache to heartache
we stand
no promises
no demands
[life] is a battlefield
we are strong
no one can tell us were wrong
searching our hearts for so long
[all] of us knowing...
i am in that kind of mood when this (esp. its alterations) doesn't sound as contrived as it should. the smell of fantastik permeates everything and i can sleep but i don't feel like it, i want to be entertained & i am finding this entertainment in old 80s music videos on youtube. HOT CHILD IN THE CITY! RUNNING WILD AND LOOKING PRETTY! and i want to watch a good movie, read a good book and feel good no matter how fleeting the feeling is. everything is fleeting. even election year and al gore documentaries. everything. what a relief! ....right?
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