Remember how we used to dance until the morning sun rose, until neon signs went black & dance halls closed, Now, our manes are turning & the fire in our bellies is flickering, not burning
Remember how we used to dance until the morning sun rose, until neon signs went black & dance halls closed, Now, our manes are turning & the fire in our bellies is flickering, not burning writing stories
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juderoy29
juderoy29 Fiction writer (mostly).
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Remember how we used to dance until the morning sun rose, until neon signs went black & dance halls closed, Now, our manes are turning & the fire in our bellies is flickering, not burning

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