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The Fuck-Ups
I don’t want
to follow fuck-ups
I want to
pound my fist
to my chest.
hammer hope
into my heart
make the know-it-alls
know
what I’m about.
because when I raise
my fist
I want
the world
to know
I exist.
to follow fuck-ups
I want to
pound my fist
to my chest.
hammer hope
into my heart
make the know-it-alls
know
what I’m about.
because when I raise
my fist
I want
the world
to know
I exist.
Published 19th Aug 2015
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26th Aug 2015 3:35pm
Nice piece! Thanks for participating in the Get It All Out competition!
When I read this, I totally see John Bender at the end of Breakfast Club and hear "Don't You (Forget About Me)" playing in my head :P
When I read this, I totally see John Bender at the end of Breakfast Club and hear "Don't You (Forget About Me)" playing in my head :P
