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Tristan Brown Aug 2018
Where did that boy was go
So humble and naive
He was so happy
And the world was his Playground

Where did that boy go
Broken
Left in Pieces
Didn't know how to put them back together
So he hid them under his skin

Where did that boy go
Knew that he could speak
But knew no one would listen

Where did that boy go
Lost within his emotions
Hate, love, happy, rage
But depressed is what really was

Where did that man go
Broken, depressed
And just wanted to tell the world his story

Where did that me go

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