WEST SIDE STORIES #1 Here on the west side i hide fall in love with every boy with pinpoint eyes Here it is twilite for eternity and broken glass on cracked pavement is the only light is see tonite Outside all the other dopefiends slink in alleyways and all the gangsters call out What star you ride? and all that. Here,i wait, among the crumbling tenements and their dead-eyed residents among the food stamp sellers and the cella dwellers and the rock stars and the hypes and I ask you do you truly know what HOPELESS means? Well,I do, and I'm crying. Lately im living in nightmares and even my daydreams scare me now wake up in cold sweats and slow drea(I'm DOPESICK) ancient and eternal sickness junk withdrawal ,ive got a fever,Mommy and i sit here waiting for a way out like a bus that never comes.
Reason for writing:
Should be self-explanatory!!!!
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