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Growing-Up and Not Knowing


Life can be gone in a blink

When she died physically, I died mentally

The hurt I took from that I pulled myself up 

Fueled by that turned me into a strong person 

Making her proud at all cost was the number one goal

Mentallity changed and I became an adult with out knowing 

Started doing thing different, handling business that no one my age should

Mentally, Physically and Spirtually it changed me, even though I wasn't ready

Though her death hurt I'm doing things the way she would like me to do.

 

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