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So young, so light, so free of fright. Not very shy to be alive. We all have our vices all kept in vain. We keep them intact to take away pain. But darling... Dig a little deeper, what's really going on? Are these really friends you're with at the crack of dawn? Short-lived stories, a series of sin, heavenly fantasies enraged from within. Sniff harder, drink more; distractions galore. But don't cry when they're not here anymore. To use, be used; what hope you seek... Youthful, confused what fine defeat. It hurts, it burns... Like ice, it numbs. What else can youth bring than fear of what you've become?
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
Young, wild, free
So young, so light, so free of fright. Not very shy to be alive. We all have our vices all kept in vain. We keep them intact to take away pain. But darling... Dig a little deeper, what's really going on? Are these really friends you're with at the crack of dawn? Short-lived stories, a series of sin, heavenly fantasies enraged from within. Sniff harder, drink more; distractions galore. But don't cry when they're not here anymore. To use, be used; what hope you seek... Youthful, confused what fine defeat. It hurts, it burns... Like ice, it numbs. What else can youth bring than fear of what you've become?
Written after a second wave of panic attack
#sad#depression#pain#alcohol#drugs#young#nostalgia#innocence#youth#wild
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ohjamie
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 2:21 AM UTC
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