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Turbulence, 

A juddering of emotions, 

This is stepping up 

And drinking hard;

Alcohol is poison 

And laughing gas is illegal 

But this is while we are young. 


So I cheated 

In a way, 

Even whilst he is waiting for me, 

I am kissing other boys,

I am letting them touch me. 

I grew up. 

I was dancing,

And doing bad things 

Because it's all an extra thrill 

Because I don't know who I am now.


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