Span (Published at The Writers Club)

It hurts so muchto grow up fast,realizing childhoodcould not last.Unchain myselffrom memories,of aimless days,sweet melodies. It stings so muchto open eyes,engulfed in choreswith no surprise.Grown bitternessof a routine,no lingered songsin harmony. Your life becomesrequired lists,a pointless chase,you must persist.Racing againsta time now gone,only know restafter you yawn. It feels so goodto live carefree,erase visions of […]

Span (Published at The Writers Club)

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