Monday, June 18, 2012

Hoar vs Youth (Mature)

Mature Content

These letters are addressed to myself:
Where do I send them?

To the boy behind me,
Who still lives in my head:

Go out and live.
Don't be afraid to hurt yourself,
To waste money,
To break her heart.
Grow out your hair and dye it.

To the eld' ahead of me,
Who is taking over my body (too soon):

Fuck off,
I'm not done living yet.

I need something to hold me together.

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