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We chase time.
And it chases us too.
We go round and round
on the clock, never really
certain if we can just stop.
We refuse to waste a single
sunset. We don't take a breath
for granted. The calender's pages
turn and time starts to become slim.
We quit the swim team, we can't afford
to have hours thrown out the window.
I don't do my chores but I'm close to eighteen,
I can leave whenever I want now, so I do.
She deserves everything beautiful in the world.
So, I steal it for her.
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IM SO SCARED
BUT HE IS SO BOLD
IM NOT PREPARED
WE DONT LISTEN TO WHATS BEEN TOLD.

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Pink isn't feminine
Narrativa generaleYou can't be yourself when you're different from everyone else.