Grown


And as for you, you precious young lad…

You’re day of ripening is ahead.  I feel for your future.

They will wear you down so low.

He will make you want to buckle.

She will make you want to flea.

Whom can you rely on?

Where can you go? Not here.

Only within your hearts realm can you find your rescuer.

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