11 years old.

i was once eleven years old


i wore black leather ballet shoes on tuesday

and let blue rasberry candy stain my tongue


i wore cleats on thursday

and let sweat trickle underneath my black jersey


i sang every chance i got

and was addicted to the smell of acrillic paint


i believed in so many things


~i am not eleven years old anymore

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