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Oct 2017
Im not getting any grey hairs,
Worrying about what you think of me.
I usually keep myself up nicely,
But sometimes Im carefree.
Your comments go through one ear out the other.

If you don't like me now,
I promise you wont like me later.
While you stuck in the past,
Im moving on to something greater.
ChikuShanae
Written by
ChikuShanae  F/Brooklyn
(F/Brooklyn)   
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