YouthA Poem by Douglas Rose CalhounMy youth is spent in the bottle. Stark naked On the roof. Redemption and memories in a photo. A fight on youtube.
My youth is wasted on you. I'll take my "I love you" back. And leave you with a "Go to Hell."
My youth is earned by my friends. Those closest hurt the most. To lose in one day A graduation. But I won't mature. For this is futile
My youth is eternal. Spent with the world And full of joy. And my youth goes until I die. And I hope to die young.
My youth isn't yours.
My youth isn't to be delegated. Too long I spent listening. Now you can shut the hell up.
My youth wins in the end. It's been a little crazy. A little sad happy mad. But all in all it's been worth the while.
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Added on November 5, 2010 Last Updated on November 5, 2010 Author
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