Dieing Childhood
What life I had,
Lies dieing in my arms,
My childhood has past,
I’m grownup now,
I have to get it together,
But my dieing life remains,
The flicker of life,
Is my flicker of hope,
The little childishness I have left,
Is dieing,
But still there.
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