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The whole idea of it makes me feel as if i was the center of the world, a world were there was no chores, were your soul is with the monster.
You tell me it is too late too turn around, but that is because you have forgotten all the perfect memory's and the graffiti of life.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit. At four i was a princess. i could sing with the birds. At ten i was an evil monkey, at fourteen i was the center of his world.
But now I am mostly at the door waiting,watching for days to pass. Back then it never once felt so indorsed of mind games, and my feet never ever leaned on any one as it does today, all the sores drainning liquid.
This is the beginning of maturity, I say, as I watch the world in my hands. It is time to say good-bye to the past and time to start new.
It seems only yesterday i used to believe that life was dull. but now when i realized when I fall upon the road of life, i bleed and skin my heart. by Allie with thanks to Billy Collins
- by alliebooty |
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- | Submitted on 04/10/2009 |
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- Title: on turning fourteen
- Artist: alliebooty
- Description: it's about the past life
- Date: 04/10/2009
- Tags: turning fourteen
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