As You Lay Dying
It was you.
One day you're untroubled,
The next, a million miles into your thoughts.
Thinking about it all.
Why?
Why must we grow so fast?
Barely grazing the full extent of your imagination,
Only to turn around and have it all be over
Our whole lives,
Spent for one thing.
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