The “down bad” girls

A Chapter by Dina

Wet sidewalks
Tormented umbrellas
Cigarettes, smoke them straight to filter
They call it the wild life
As if we had much of a choice

Attract the stragglers with our glamour
With makeup applied without a mirror
They say it’s the natural in us they like
Our look gives promise of eternal life

Living without a care
Where you wanna go?
Chances are, already been there

Wait, but first say hi to Paul
Don’t know him much, but he always wears those overalls

Wild oats
Wild flowers
Girl power

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