Category : Poems

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Change is coming like you had to break a bill         
understanding how a duck with a broken mouth feels
Deal after deal, 
folding is all you can do
Like the back of a mad magazine 
your image bent into something new

Disguised and unrecognized
A costume that can never be removed
It's now your true face 
to face what comes due
Your innoCENTS is small change
You bet it away in the slots
Without maturity you aged
All those youthful years lost
Recall those days as a kid
Something you can never get back
Wish you took the time to live
Instead of living it to fast