evolving

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my Mind was young, innocent, and hopeful the prospects of Life shone brightly in front of me but Tragedy struck; rapidly, abruptly
There's something that stirsUnder the surfaceOf my skinIt CreepsAnd CrawlsAnd Begs to get in  
Ever changing into someone new Must be life’s way of saying “boo!” Out of the house and on my own, I don’t want to take out another loan. I’ll make things work.
Writing a poem about how everything is awesome   but my possum it ain't the truth.   Sometimes I think I should get my dreams and tossum  
Traveling the heartless tunnel, where I must defend, Where I must pace slowly, The Raging Wolf snarls in my glittered path. Muting the song of heartbreak with his temper, His seductiveness and lust-
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