How I long for the times I spent the nights wasted and unfeeling, unmindful of the things that might come but too intoxicated with the dreams I long to achieve – with this child I carry those nights with me, but I know not if I could relive those nights…nights that I spent in the lonely streets of this city, the streets that reflect this long kept heart…
genetic anomaly
this is what happens when you play around and you don't wear protection
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