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Sixteen
Sixteen
So sweet
But not so clean
Down dirty and grimy:
Full of lies
Wilting away
'Til there's not even ash left to see
The dance floor gets smoky and humid
Your body present, your mind not
This is your deathbed
And where you bid farewell
Goodnight
Goodbye
Do not greet me
In the sky
You've lost your hopes
Your dreams
Your wishing star
In your elope
Sixteen
And there's nothing left
To be seen
Sixteen
A sweet turned sour
A cover for something not to be seen
This is your bidding hour
- Katie