Poetry · Writing Wild(er) March 16, 2017 SamT.Gutierrez No one can fit in those jeans. You have to be born with the right genes. Work hard or get lucky to get a golden ticket. Fly across the city Under thousands of lights be the one you want to see Above shimmering mirrors. R.I.P Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Published by SamT.Gutierrez My name is Sam and I love art. I sometimes do podcast, I sometimes stream videogames. View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...