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Sep 2014
You're A tiny spit fire
You're all ways laughing
Always smiling
Driving me to insanity is your favorite game
Im not really sure why you infuriate meΒ Β 
Maybe it's because you're so happy
All the time
So naive
so careless

You don't let the poison of this corrupted world
Taint your your sprit
Maybe
Just maybe its because I was like you
Before the world creeped up on me
and shattered my perfect image of this imperfect world

So
Young spit fire
Try to keep your naive soul intact
as long as you can
for a younger friend
young poet
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