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Fragments of Heartbreak in Paris
This morning I watched
as someone I love broke their heart.
Over and over,
I watched them wander through the secret streets of Paris,
clumsily holding their heart in their hands. -
Grow(n) Up
I don’t want to grow up
Because I don’t want to pay taxes
Because I want someone to take care of me
Because I’m a little bit scared.
I am grown up
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The Monster
A moment you can’t make
a feeling you can’t shake
I am the monster
they tell you is fake
I am the apathy
leftover from hate
I’m what they hate
that’s what they’ll say
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