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If tomorrow was never to come, I wouldn’t be staring at the sky, Questioning about my existence, My purpose in this vacuous life If tomorrow was never to come I wouldn’t try to play the victim Whose songs are being replayed With its lyrics darting at my fragility If tomorrow was never to come I wouldn’t try to be the 1080p of their life Trying to be the perfume of euphoria Consuming me to my depths If tomorrow was never to come I would still like to be the child Whose pages weren’t filled with words Words which made me apathetic -Growth
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Jun 25, 2019
Jun 25, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
Where has my inner child gone?
If tomorrow was never to come, I wouldn’t be staring at the sky, Questioning about my existence, My purpose in this vacuous life If tomorrow was never to come I wouldn’t try to play the victim Whose songs are being replayed With its lyrics darting at my fragility If tomorrow was never to come I wouldn’t try to be the 1080p of their life Trying to be the perfume of euphoria Consuming me to my depths If tomorrow was never to come I would still like to be the child Whose pages weren’t filled with words Words which made me apathetic -Growth
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18/M/Bhutan
Jun 25, 2019
Jun 25, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
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