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Am not the boy I used to be I grew up But what makes me.. me Still intact, just with few modifications I've seen life a bit I've felt a few things too "Love, heartbreak, panic attack, disappointment but deeply loneliness.. I learnt how to be alone And I've seen depression in the dark I've come face to face with my demons I understood me back then But now, just a few I've understood what sorry really stands for I've tasted the bitterness of being hurt I really grew up I've seen the bittersweet of things The good, the bad & the extreme I was once whole Filled with ecstasy Eye's filled rainbows But now it's mostly grey The rainbow's lost in my darkness And I know not what to do That's how broken I am I grew up, didn't I?.
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC
I grew up
Am not the boy I used to be I grew up But what makes me.. me Still intact, just with few modifications I've seen life a bit I've felt a few things too "Love, heartbreak, panic attack, disappointment but deeply loneliness.. I learnt how to be alone And I've seen depression in the dark I've come face to face with my demons I understood me back then But now, just a few I've understood what sorry really stands for I've tasted the bitterness of being hurt I really grew up I've seen the bittersweet of things The good, the bad & the extreme I was once whole Filled with ecstasy Eye's filled rainbows But now it's mostly grey The rainbow's lost in my darkness And I know not what to do That's how broken I am I grew up, didn't I?.
Adeola
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 8:11 PM UTC
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