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Changes Through Circumstances


I was 16, careless, and just enjoying my life

Not a care in the world or one soul kept in sight 

Until I heard the loud bang and seen the metal door dented, it felt like a knife

Overcome with new emotions I've never felt it all happened in one night

I had to grow up fast all because I couldn't see the light.

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