The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart – Young Adult Friction

Between the stacks in the library
Not like anyone stopped to see
We came they went our bodies spent
Among the dust and the microfiche
Dark winters wear you down
Up again to see the dawn
In your worn sweat shirt
And your mothers old skirt
It’s enough to turn my studies down

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