• i_holdapen 10w

    While I was seven,
    Did I know of bruises?
    I didn't know I would grow
    I didn't know I would see faces
    I didn't know I would lose faces
    I didn't know I would crave faces
    I didn't know I would make races
    I didn't know I would fall along
    How would I know I would get bruises?
    I wish I knew of sixteen,
    While I was seven,
    I wish I knew of sixteen.

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