Teenager


Remembrance, strange as it is
All the way back to seventeen
Coming back from a night out
Walking down the street in torn jeans
What a weekend
The godfather movies, sex and the pixies
I didn’t care that I was a teenager
Or that she was in her thirties
Ironic, where was my mind…

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