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Sep 2013
Darling, it is all ruined
you've had your fun
but the lights are out
and it's done.
Even the drunkest souls
have drifted into sobriety,
the lost boys have all been found,
and Tink's light has just burned out.
So do me a favor
and stop clinging onto dying embers;
even when you take me home
I will still remember
this place, your face, and all of these adventures
but even those stars in your eyes
have been lost to the darkness.
For us, it is time to grow up.
ali
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