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See the problem is
I started thinking
I mean really thinking
Way too young
I grew up faster than the other kids
I was forced to
There was no room in the world I lived in
for children
so I learned to adapt
an adult in a child’s body
an old soul

I like my sky dim
Not dark
but dim
and I like my rain misty
not pouring
but misty

I had a love that would transcend space and time
Only I had no idea how to control it
So it killed me
Or I killed it rather

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