I’m Looking For You

I’m looking for you, my tribe, my wild family, the ones that’ve tasted madness and can’t turn back, the merrymakers making trouble on the streets, the voices in the dark, lighting bonfires on the corners, the owners of their own fate. And we have a date with destiny, the dying heart of our own demise. Built on weak foundations of suffering and trauma. But this isn’t a drama or a tragedy, it’s the funniest story in town, a joke without a punchline, a Shakespearen comedy too sugary sweet to deny. And we won’t be denied our rightful place in history. Even after we have died.

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