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18 feels like.. Being caught between the door and the wall In a game of hide and seek A gasp hanging over your head A breath shrinking your chest 18 is the eager freshman Stumbling down the hall Schedule in hand 18 sounds like it should be some bigger picture Than 9x2 18 feels like an adulthood indoctrination For the forest fairy believers 18 is the first trip to a strip tease Full of chanting and discarded dollar daughter smiles .... 18, you could've done worse to me ... 18 makes me walk as though I've atlas' own shoulders Like a puffer fish, Bulking up As though I am anything but prey 18 makes me wonder when the world shrunk so The house has never felt this small And I, Grow ever more aware of just how much space I occupy 18 needs not hold my hand as I walk across the street I know how 18 goes down like age old whiskey The burn must come before the warmth
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 2:18 AM UTC
On my 18th year
18 feels like.. Being caught between the door and the wall In a game of hide and seek A gasp hanging over your head A breath shrinking your chest 18 is the eager freshman Stumbling down the hall Schedule in hand 18 sounds like it should be some bigger picture Than 9x2 18 feels like an adulthood indoctrination For the forest fairy believers 18 is the first trip to a strip tease Full of chanting and discarded dollar daughter smiles .... 18, you could've done worse to me ... 18 makes me walk as though I've atlas' own shoulders Like a puffer fish, Bulking up As though I am anything but prey 18 makes me wonder when the world shrunk so The house has never felt this small And I, Grow ever more aware of just how much space I occupy 18 needs not hold my hand as I walk across the street I know how 18 goes down like age old whiskey The burn must come before the warmth
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 2:18 AM UTC
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