Laughter, a gift so rare
It fades with each passing day
From a toddlers genuine smile
To an adult pretence and regrets
It lingers for only a little while
Then comes it's adversaries, strong and powerful
With each growth comes sorrow
And with each knowledge comes bitterness
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With growth comes a stealer of genuine smile
A fate bestowed on men, to taste sorrow and joy
But in the fog are choices Lieing so close
At the end, what matters is what we choose
Laughter, a mask on sadness
A shade for what lies in the inside
To enjoy the beauty of it
Let contentment build a tent around it
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STOPThis is relatable. An ordeal we have to embrace as growth and responsibilities shape us.
Ah! Those beautiful, long, lost days filled with honest words raining from our lips with an innocent look. And we didn't need to worry much. Now, scars have taken control of our minds.
You're right. With growth is a new responsibility and we have no choice but to embrace it