Red, & the lost years
Dead-end roads
crisscrossed for Eons
Dead-eyed kids
tearing at the walls of society
We're broken-hearted
without luck
without skill
O,
but we have so many miles left to travel
No rest
No redemption
Just plunge,
into the
foolish
fast
& deadly
desperately looking for a way out
but in my heart,
I know I committed to this life
back when the stars were
young.
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