younger,
freshed.
bodies, minds untouched by the world,
and one another.
those that prowl around seeking, prying.
Young, Young, Young.
Thin, fragile mind.
Such babies.
If i only knew then.
What was to be of now.
I wouldn't take it back,
but i could of...
no.
i should really just not think of that.
I don't regret it
I'm happy life is how it is now.
My writing is sloppy tonight.
but so is my mind.
I'm wearing myself down again.
and her voice is starting to shine through and bother me.
She won't be quite.
Please.
Help before this starts again.
I'm just getting to where i'm happy.
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