Childhood Lasts
you'll never know
when the last time you'll sleep between you're parents
when the last time you'll color in a coloring book
when the last time you'll be scared of the monster under your bed
you'll never know when your childhood will end
mine ended at the realization
that i never cherished these lasts.
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