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The concept of aging hits with distaste The wisdom that stumps life's thirst A nod to having done it all As we mantra unfulfilled dreams Selling dead stars to kids Revisiting old fears, my debt for words, My remodeling of how i approach life.... Less enthusiasm I used to dread today Grabbing this bleak space Inviting hairs to my face Charging mirrors for confidence Drumming my chest with consolation I Dreamt like stars do I used to run with springs for knees Hopping old pine fences Sliding down guard rails Thumping turfs As my body thuds the floor Laughter grips my lungs Back when love was forever so was heartbreaks Sunrises were beautiful Grasshoppers were wondrous Poodles were guilty pleasures The world was screaming paint We Projected puppies and ponies out of clouds something out of nothing We made Castles out of sand Tainted bodies with dusty palms The alter was a fracture of heaven And the priest was God Pale skin and iced veins with a numb heart Just as Gods would act Looking for love, May have drank for love We danced for love We fought for love Love sometimes had a boyfriend Love said no a lot Retching sounds and **** stains Pants worn below waistlines Cigarettes for the first time talks of ladies with lighter skin Female connoisseurs No more cartoons at 4..... We! are! men! now!
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May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 6:09 AM UTC
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The concept of aging hits with distaste The wisdom that stumps life's thirst A nod to having done it all As we mantra unfulfilled dreams Selling dead stars to kids Revisiting old fears, my debt for words, My remodeling of how i approach life.... Less enthusiasm I used to dread today Grabbing this bleak space Inviting hairs to my face Charging mirrors for confidence Drumming my chest with consolation I Dreamt like stars do I used to run with springs for knees Hopping old pine fences Sliding down guard rails Thumping turfs As my body thuds the floor Laughter grips my lungs Back when love was forever so was heartbreaks Sunrises were beautiful Grasshoppers were wondrous Poodles were guilty pleasures The world was screaming paint We Projected puppies and ponies out of clouds something out of nothing We made Castles out of sand Tainted bodies with dusty palms The alter was a fracture of heaven And the priest was God Pale skin and iced veins with a numb heart Just as Gods would act Looking for love, May have drank for love We danced for love We fought for love Love sometimes had a boyfriend Love said no a lot Retching sounds and **** stains Pants worn below waistlines Cigarettes for the first time talks of ladies with lighter skin Female connoisseurs No more cartoons at 4..... We! are! men! now!
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May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 6:09 AM UTC
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