The pimples subside and fade
The pimples subside and fade a way
dark black curls take their place
what once was big now is small
for her small I began to fall
suddenly I realized one a hot July day
the veil of childhood had faded away
responsibilities came like a flood
life hit me in the head with a hard loud thud
through the ashes a young man rose
And from then to now, every day he grows
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