Screw Youth

Hey! It got away, now it’s gone, and it is not coming back.
Say farewell, and carry on.
Here comes your first heart attack.
The sky turns black.
The leaves turn brown.
The snow falls down, down, down.

And all the knots I’ve tied,
All the lipstick I’ve applied,
And all the tears I’ve dried,
Are gone forever.

Hey! It got away

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By Camille

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