Shawn
It broke my heart to leave the city. But it broke my back and broke my will.
But, my home I will remember, and people more important still.
If broken glass could rust,
These Bodies, These sums of moments
Buttsies and Whiskeys
Bridges and Basements
Jag-off and Jag-oves
So many days and bits
So many nights with nothing in particular to amount to
Unless we decided it did.
“Sleeveless and Side burned All Summer Long!”
“I’m Punk as Fuck”
So you were.
So it goes.
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