mature, will i ever be.
but the survival instinct blessed me with both.
none makes me content
none makes me satisfy
thus i'm sorry for you
for its not your fault that
this benign attitude of mine
will it be turned to you,
you'd feel sorry for the rest of your life
but the sparks did come from you
so, just lie still dearly beloved
and enjoy the ride
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