Hazy Summer Nights
lingering with bright, twinkling stars
to roam around the streets with good friends,
kick it laughing, all relaxing
they are all a part of me
even through all the stupid fights
it never mattered who was wrong or right
falling into pools that weren't even our own,
as we did anything for just that little rush,
like a craving for thrills,
many close calls during the never-ending nights,
the sleep we fought and the places we got caught,
we'd all go home late and the next night,
we'd do it all over again,
and experience another hazy summer night.
Strong sensory imaging! Give this a title, though, to set the tone.
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