cyranos
take me back to the days where i didn't care what people thought about me.
when i didn't care what i looked like
or what clothes i wore
when my best friends were my parents
and nothing else
mattered.
and
all did was play with my toys.
and everything
i did was based off of my imagination.
back to the days when i would draw as if i were
the greatest
artist in the world.
i just want my crayons back,
is that too much to ask?
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