5d
just grown ups but kids behind closed doors,
wild tides crashing at shores;
hiding little secrets into drawers,
a big mess across floors.
wild tides crashing at shores;
hiding little secrets into drawers,
a big mess across floors.
Is this what it's like being all grown up?
That's how I imagine it to be...
That's how I imagine it to be...
(15/F/Canada)
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