NO PRESSURE
On my mind, you keep tarring.
The depths of our nostalgia is alarming,
But before now, I never knew I was starving.
I wish I never had such great feelings,
As I know only great hurt might come a running
But as my maturity advances,
I’m willing to take my chances.
Life is our only assessor,
So my rule is no pressure.
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