The older I grow with you
The more I fear this feeling
Regret is gnawing my soul
No one can hear me breathing
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To show a halo that lasts
We played, not with each other
It was our self-importance
Growing thorns as we latched hands
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We were ever so eager
With hands entwined together
Better was the game changer
Then, resolved to grow bitter
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Maturity we called this,
Playing music aimed for show –
To act when taking pictures
Those boring empty letters
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Our wrists twisted like razor
Cutting flesh we want preserved
We didn’t play anymore
Older was our forever
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My river dried its waters
Yours tasted every poison
If I just chose the other
Youth would still be my lover
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Footnote: To stop playing is aging —Wisdom of All Ages.
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- ABOVE THE LAW (May 6, 2020) - May 20, 2020
- Let’s Not Grow Old Together (January 20, 2020) - April 22, 2020
