

Nearly Sixteen. I will forgetNearly Sixteen. by ~ShonaLOU
How nearly sixteen will always be
Just fifteen in your eyes.
How you laughed as I recalled political jargon,
In a world I have not lived
long enough in to comment on.
I will forget
How you smell of Columbian coffee
And clementines in the morning.
How your shirt gets more distressed
Throughout the day
Because you'd rather be in that
Pink Floyd Tee.
I will forget
The way you smiled at me;
The first time I saw you as a coward.
The way you turned to me,
Eyes brimming with apologies,
And told me that nearly sixteen
Will always be just fifteen.
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"Beyond this sleek veneer, beneath the neon existence her face is grey and everything she longs for turns to black. The chemicals bring little vindication and white lines lace every vein. Does she realise what she's become?"
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Procaine needle, glistening drops
Cold injection, heartbeat stops
--
"Beyond this sleek veneer, beneath the neon existence her face is grey and everything she longs for turns to black. The chemicals bring little vindication and white lines lace every vein. Does she realise what she's become?"
--
Procaine needle, glistening drops
Cold injection, heartbeat stops