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Shravani Nage Feb 2020
Oh lord, I'm getting old,
every day and in every way.
Talks are cold and bold,
under each-single 'k'.

Kiddo life was the best,
sleep and eat the whole time,
Parents admired you till west,
and sleeping wasn't a crime.

Teen life is a dicey one,
sometimes adores and lures,
at times broken and done.
Not all suicides have got cures.

Adulting is going to be hard,
Bourbon will be the only desire.
Work **** will be a bombard,
Life and attire will be on fire.

Rest all haven't hit the road,
the journey is riding me up & down.
It's either going to explode,
or put up a ravishing crown.

Time doesn't ever cease,
neither does it come back.
It leaves us in pretty peace,
or with an enormous attack.

-Shravanii<3

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