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A 15 Year Old Writer

I was once a 15 year old writer;
I was once young and naïve
And wrote with a dark edge,
But an heir of hopefulness that
Life would get better someday.

I'm not sure life got better.
The only change is
That I can buy booze and smokes.
If I care to do so.

I don't care to do so.

I was once a 15 year old writer,
Feeling debauched and cut out
Of most things in a young ones life.
Feeling distracted by things
That should have come
Later in my life.

I'm not always sure why
I chose those things for my
Blueprinted life, but,
I did deal with them.

And will continue to do so.

April 24, 2005
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