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Today, I am eighteen And I'm going to the park later but sitting in the dark right now is honestly the only thing I need Eighteen I can buy cigarettes and lighters - responsibility is everything and it's like all these chains are getting tighter I'm eighteen I can get ***** magazines go into bars, but I can't drink And if I break the law my adult record'll forever be unclean Eighteen, im all grown up now- act professional, be completely unsusceptible to childish things like tears and tambourines Eighteen- and this feels just like a dream, like a surrealist painting come to life but nothing's changed at all And I'm finding myself missing Seventeen
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 8:58 AM UTC
April VII
Today, I am eighteen And I'm going to the park later but sitting in the dark right now is honestly the only thing I need Eighteen I can buy cigarettes and lighters - responsibility is everything and it's like all these chains are getting tighter I'm eighteen I can get ***** magazines go into bars, but I can't drink And if I break the law my adult record'll forever be unclean Eighteen, im all grown up now- act professional, be completely unsusceptible to childish things like tears and tambourines Eighteen- and this feels just like a dream, like a surrealist painting come to life but nothing's changed at all And I'm finding myself missing Seventeen
Happy Birthday
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 8:58 AM UTC
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