I remember the memory
Not something one would like to see
Or wish on anybody
Belligerent bullies on the school bus
Assholes were among us
Burning a little girl's hair
No remorse or a single care
Can picture her face
Hear the screams in my mind
From time to time the flashback is chimed
I wonder who thinks about just being kind
Opposed to causing chaos
Some running around blind
Stuck in the land of the lost
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Some grow out of it and some have set a pattern gif life. I couldn’t guess at the split with any accuracy. 70pct probably stay Jagoffs I think it’s worthwhile to get us all thinking about this. Nice Cool. Real nice
Cheers pal, true indeed.
If it wasn't serious, that's one heck of a bad hair day in that pic! lol.
Very true aye!
Ooh, you gonna try a hairstyle like that?! lol.
Nah pal, always a shaved head for me lol.
'trapped
in the world of the wilfully ignorant
where inconsideration is the most
prevalent
and kindness deemed an irrelevant
curse'
(still we can but hope, dear poet
what a horrid experience
you had to live through
especially so young, crazy)
Hopefully things will change for the better one day.
I like the reference to the Lost Boys of the Peter Pan-Alas some never grew up
Indeed, thanks for reading (:
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