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The thousands of grey hair circle my hairline matching the wrinkle lines on my aging face They came with pain and hardships, and not enough love to go around; Suddenly, an expressive emoji of my younger face came to surface, happy yet sad, yet no crack but this all came about when time had relapse : so many heart-break, so many mistakes, Like humpty the wall breaker, or was it the dream crasher? Time has treated me like a step child.
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Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC
Time Has Treated Me Like A Step Child
The thousands of grey hair circle my hairline matching the wrinkle lines on my aging face They came with pain and hardships, and not enough love to go around; Suddenly, an expressive emoji of my younger face came to surface, happy yet sad, yet no crack but this all came about when time had relapse : so many heart-break, so many mistakes, Like humpty the wall breaker, or was it the dream crasher? Time has treated me like a step child.
Gray Hair can be a downer..
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Jun 26, 2017
Jun 26, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC
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