15
You sweet, tender, immortal fifteen
Caught up in wonderful delusions
Fearlessly staring life in the face
Facing your future without remorse
Do not sleep away your innocence
Age will slip quietly through your door
You will awaken to find yourself
Longing for all your youthful passions
created 2/17/2011
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