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you were once so small your tiny lungs barely moved they thought you wouldn’t make it you did you grew slowly your legs never stopped running your mind never stopped thinking you wanted to do everything you still do you got older your mind began to slip your skin began to sting as you took yourself for granted and wanted nothing more than to fade away yet you still remain you survived your mind still wanders you search endlessly for what you know you need but what you can never find you still haven’t you have loved and lost you repeat the cycle and carry your mind through your childhood bliss your dark adolescence and finally to the new horizons of your life as an eighteen year-old who is already having a mid-life crisis
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
The ballad of me, myself and I
you were once so small your tiny lungs barely moved they thought you wouldn’t make it you did you grew slowly your legs never stopped running your mind never stopped thinking you wanted to do everything you still do you got older your mind began to slip your skin began to sting as you took yourself for granted and wanted nothing more than to fade away yet you still remain you survived your mind still wanders you search endlessly for what you know you need but what you can never find you still haven’t you have loved and lost you repeat the cycle and carry your mind through your childhood bliss your dark adolescence and finally to the new horizons of your life as an eighteen year-old who is already having a mid-life crisis
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Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
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