i miss u.
do u still love me?
am i still ur friend?
am i in the back of your mind?
Times spent remembering, listlessly wondering what if
times we laughed like we were five
thats when i was alive.
dead leaves, bare trees crying for the sun
controlled emotions, no free motion to express, i feel repressed
dance naked and free beneath the mango tree
in the rain with no thought but now the adult world has trapped my youth
stressed, i've regressed into dark depths of swollen demon eyes
wondering if i'll ever be kissed by the sun again
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