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Sep 2017
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 timeΒ Β 
because we still can.
pretty much.
#16
Written by
Poetria  23/F/Pakistan
(23/F/Pakistan)   
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