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As Time as names
As my own face
Reminds me of my past
And how it use to be
Tragic horrid and even tortures
That's how you would explain it all
My life is not easy
My life is not fun
But I survive
Without using a gun
My life gets better
My life will not be the same
For I know if I keep going
Something will be me
So I push myself
To keep it up
To keep myself sustained
My rage my times are all behind
All my troubles left right there to stay
As now I begin a new
With new troubles
But yet a better life
And I am me again
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