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Past life


How do I explain this thing that is going on with me

What is this thing actually called 

Is it love or is it hate 

Is it a dream or is it fake

I am clueless

Unaware of what is going through me

Some people get that wrong  intentions

and think it is becuse of my past 

It's not

when she was toucing me in those places I didn't know what was actually going on

I was only five

Did It have a change on my life no 

I still am very striaght

Not staying that it is anything wrong with being something other than that

God said only he can judge

Even though we still do

but why be hateful but

I have came a very long way and

I walk with my head up everyday

I forgave and left

everything that hurt me in my past

because It is a new day and I have dreams to follow

Reason I feel this way happiness

and eager to find out what life has plain 

So proud of my accomplishment I am as well

I am a new person

 

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