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I thought I'd left it all behind
I thought that I'd forgot
My life was easy now I'm old
Happy with my toys
And then I saw Blue Neighborhood
And I remembered everything
Every crushing moment
when they tore away
what we're meant to be
Many times over they tore
Blue Neighborhood
Wasted our lives in sad aloneness
Beat us till we couldn't be ourselves
Nor someone else who wasn't us
They told us more about mortal sin
than ever could be true
I hate them still
I still love you
Wherever you have gone away
Wherever I have too
We lost
Lancelot Price 2015 November 3
I thought that I'd forgot
My life was easy now I'm old
Happy with my toys
And then I saw Blue Neighborhood
And I remembered everything
Every crushing moment
when they tore away
what we're meant to be
Many times over they tore
Blue Neighborhood
Wasted our lives in sad aloneness
Beat us till we couldn't be ourselves
Nor someone else who wasn't us
They told us more about mortal sin
than ever could be true
I hate them still
I still love you
Wherever you have gone away
Wherever I have too
We lost
Lancelot Price 2015 November 3
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por Romy Lara
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I am very happy
that the new one by the end
of her visit the following
link to the beach and the other hand
The only way I could have
a look and see what I was
just wondering what
you are not logged in to your life
Easier for the next
day delivery on all the time
of year again for all
your help in making New Zealand
Dollar is the best of
the Crown Estate is you can find
a way that the information
The comments on the couch
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written after seeing a series of three song videos by Troye Sivan, all part of 'Blue Neighborhood', not yet released as hard copy, but coming soon
It's hard to select a category amongst deviantArt's choices. Considering that it's based on memories of my own life, and also expresses those of many more people who are minorities of their general culture, I'd say it should be Literature, poetry, non-fiction, memoir, free verse. But that isn't available, so I'll just choose the usual: general poetry>free verse
It's hard to select a category amongst deviantArt's choices. Considering that it's based on memories of my own life, and also expresses those of many more people who are minorities of their general culture, I'd say it should be Literature, poetry, non-fiction, memoir, free verse. But that isn't available, so I'll just choose the usual: general poetry>free verse
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Powerful piece, Lance.... especially the end.