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Coming to a close

by Poetria_

16 years older our faces painted over wasting time to feel the rush classic self-destruction still, we are children older, not different pretending to be bigger than the universe and we are that, we are indeed- -our facepaint glowing a multicoloured mixture in the sunlight now and our heads are loosening once again 16 years younger as clocks chase the future and we waste our time   because we still can.
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Sep 26, 2017
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