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[bodytext] => A young crowd, confused with what they want Put their bodies to the test, challenge what the adults said never do. Red blood is the consequence, red blood. It trickles from her lips, an icky sticky mess. Lets call the adults, they'll know what to do. Now we listen to them, only after what happened happened. End comes near, the darkness creeping upon us. Virginity is saved, innocence is lost, as we are forever transformed in the eyes of the others. Especially in the eyes of those who we defied. Rambunctious uncaring teenagers learned their lesson today. Or did we? Countless nights we spent out drinking, Hours we spent doing things much too mature for us. And now we pay the price, now we try to change. Next night out I see my friend drink again. Green glass bottle in her hand. What will it take? Even this could not stop her? She will continue until Death swallows her, eternal punishment for us all. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 242 [topic] => 32 [informant] => SaraDear [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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