We are a lost city of bones
Sacral, Lumbar, Cervical
A nation of the undiscovered
growing in the wrong directions
The picture of a winding road that
leads nowhere
Stealing adolescent smiles along the way
a ravager of childhoods
The dreamcatcher got loose and here we are
pushing through a beautiful thing
girl
boy
girl
girl
We are a lost city
A prison of pain
The last place to ever grow again.
If you’re up for a good story.
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