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When You Start Growing

I will tell you life is hard, and laugh right back at you... I will tell you crying makes it uneasy, and smear the tears I will tell you I have met eyes that never smile  I will tell you I have met loneliness that doesn't speak at all I will tell you I have sat in the same room where life felt empty I will tell you I have sat looking at someone who just doesn't want to go home  I will tell you relationships are hard, and will hold your hands right away I will tell you cold shoulders are greasy but it's the intense warmth that makes you shiver I will tell you I have met people for who love was the only thing until they picked being lonely I will tell you relationship devors decorum like a wolf feasting on fresh carcass I will tell you vultures gather to eat what pains the most, yes the lost ones I will tell you dark is hard, but directions are easier when unseen I will tell you what itches me is constant pain I will tell you how naked I am in reality but no one wants to see

Childish




I trip..
Take a loud sip.
Cover my face,
With colored strip.
Splash paint,
Act faint.
Melt Ice,
Sound wise.
Burp louder,
Staring harder.
Love cuddles,
Blowing bubbles.
Counting stairs,
Follow flair.
Smell rain,
Embrace pain.
Mock role-play,
Hand figures of clay.
Tackling mortal,
Ignoring morale.
Acting cordial,
Reveal chances.
By hidden glances,
A story commences.
With sheer past tenses,
Until a dream comes true.
By the power of virtue.
Skip to your only one,
Don’t be left out alone.
As life is a submissive clone,
Tends to grow deeper into an aggressive tone.

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