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The Working Boy
Contributed by
arclargo
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Thursday, 24th September 2009 @ 08:45:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Some call it lurking, while in fact I am working, Working under these red lights.
Constantly learning, to satisfy their yearnings, Yearnings for elicit fun every night.
And forever trying, to keep myself from crying, Crying from the scars of one-sided fights.
Some I know by name, and I offer them The Same, Same way to serve them that night.
They are hard to trust, but they remind me I must, Must do as they say to see tomorrows light.
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Re: The Working Boy
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 24th September 2009 @ 11:39:31 AM AEST (User
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Good writing. You shed some light on an issue people like to pretend isn't there. Keep going!
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Re: The Working Boy
(User Rating: 1 ) by longhaircg on
Thursday, 24th September 2009 @ 01:16:43 PM AEST (User
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wow this opened my eyes to a few truths in the world outside. Great write, thankyou |
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