By Isabella Svenska
Submitted by Isabella Svenska
Date: 2001 Aug 10
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Sixteen

When I was 16 things came easier
When it happened it didn't feel like it at all
Now it feels like it was a treat to be 16
Heartache came and went like an order of fries
Life was so much easier
It was a thought of what was coming next
Such simple pleasures of what was to be
Now it seems like pleasure is few and far between
All the heartache and sorrow
I feel from all of the love lost, borrowed and stolen
Is still lingering in the back of my mind