found words

at fifteen, i fell in love with a girl
at sixteen, i needed time out from the world
at seventeen, i called myself a girl anachronism
at eighteen, it was youth decay
at nineteen, i wanted to be bad
at twenty, it was bad romance with life
at twenty-one, gimme sympathy
at twenty-two?

the love that won’t shut up?
there’s still time for more

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