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She's Looking For A Change

by survivalofthedreamer

The dirty South gets drunk on nights.

Are we only made of sweet tea, shoot outs,

and bar fights?

 

She slumps to the ground and

hits the side of the old juke box -

it died in '97, along with her big brother, and she whispers

 

I can still change the world.

 

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survivalofthedreamer

Honestly, I will create myself in an infinite amount of ways. By the time you think you understand me, I'll be in the ocean while you're scouring a lake.

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the-white-knight
<p>I like it. :)&nbsp;I can't pin point exactly why, but it's so rich in a sort of nostalgic memory that I can half not-remeber... Please keep writing!</p>

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