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Fifteen
Author: lucretiabaine  PM
These are the thoughts of a girl with a Peter Pan complex, moments before she ceases to be fourteen. They are not as light as you might expect.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Drama - Words: 79 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-10-06 - id: 2228248
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I feel old,
As though every time I smile,
My eyes crack a bit more,
And a piece of my face falls off
To shatter on the ground.
Therefore, my laugh is hollow,
Echoing through my skull.
I'm ancient, not mature,
For time has broken me down
As a maggot may chew garbage.
Oh, how I decay!
"Happy birthday," they sing,
"And many more."
But I'll rot before those come.
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