Grown Up

January 29, 2014

Blurred my memories

Erased from my mind

The bad I once was

I have left behind

It’s a haunting time

I do not revel

So hard to let go

The fun I still feel

With age came a light

That led a lost girl

I am set free from

Bad part of my world

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