When We Were Young

I know what it means to be young

I remember bathing in the devil’s waters

Consequences were rare in sight

Every now and then I still dip my toes

The price to pay is much higher

The waters are not so forgiving

They want more

I carry the burns inside

Where they never fade away

I know God can see them

I stopped trying to hide a long time ago

You can lose a lot in those waters

Good thing I was empty

And kept my mouth closed

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