wonder bent to facts,
hope bowed to reality.
I grew up and ceased to play,
That's the road paved by society.
Life, not measured by minutes, but moments
Had left me at this start,
When growing up erased my dreams,
When I sacrificed my heart.
then I bled and withered,
and my soul was wont to rot,
Til I realized the void
And remembered that which was forgot.
For I had reasoned by the season of my life,
and found too soon my grave,
now I walk a new direction,
and it's my own path I pave.
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