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I Grew Up


I Grew Up

Not in a way I wanted to

They say your body is a temple

You decied who you let in 

I did not to have that choice 

I was vandalized 

I was hurt and filled with angry 

I can never look at my school the same

All I have is hurt and angry for the hallway where it happen 

I grew up that day 

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