thaTTime

Goes by so slow when your hungry
So low when your dangling
Threads of feather light distraction
Paper weight disturbia
Suburban loss teenage antiquity
Parks and swings in the dirt sneaker scrape
Chattery high pitch giggle
Sunlight didn’t matter in the eyes
Cleanliness a chore
Father was for punishment
Mother gave you comfort
If it all was back again
It just might all be real
As air flows violent in the fire

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