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A Broken Countdown


.Twenty nine and fully broken

time has burnt all it awoken

twenty six and somewhat fearing

quickly hope keeps disappearing

twenty three and slightly doubting

pushing through with fights and shouting

twenty one and so content

fixating on touch and scent

seventeen and fraught with dreams

taking love to its extremes

fifteen years and sprung with joy

of falling for a charming boy

fourteen years and a pure heart

where devil’s lust begins to start. 

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