Growing OldA Poem by zoEstrr
Bang, you're dead,
said the little boy. Little boys given new toys. Young and free, said the adolescent male. Teenage boys who think they can't fail. Definitely stressed, replied the more matured. Young adults whose speech is not slurred. Family matters, cried the fathers. Great is he who doesn't love money. Take me as me, said the elders. Nothing matters when you've learnt lessons.
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Added on February 17, 2010 Last Updated on February 17, 2010 AuthorzoEstrrSingapore, Marine Terrace, SingaporeAboutI'm Zoie Esther, therefore, by default, I'm awesome. Okay, right. Now on to more serious stuff. I'm only 17, go easy on me, haha. I don't mind critiques, just be reasonable. I would love to hear what.. more..Writing
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