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May 26
I feel like the "never" is getting closer
As i take my feet off of my bed
The cieling feels shorter than before
I am getting older
Responsibilities cave in like a boulder
And the weights on my shoulder feels heavier and heavier
I thought i will "never" age
I thought i was free from that cage
Turns out I'm no different than the rest
I need to take it better
As many as the counted birthday cakes
That number multiplies in every step i take
Written by
Whitewidowhaze
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