JC / Seventeen


Wednesday 2 May 2012
somewhere in brooklyn

she was covered in leather and gold, 21 years old i lost her in the cold it's unfair, she's out there somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn she's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn little miss perfect sitting at the train stop red nike high tops listening to hip-hop while we were waiting started conversating before i got her name along came a train...next stop Brooklyn she was covered in leather and gold, 21 years old i lost her in the cold it's unfair, she's out there somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn she's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn. on the street kickin' rocks circling the same block green farm flatbush checking every corner shop tappin' people's shoulders askin if they know her everyday's the same back to the train...i'm still looking.

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