18yrsold

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I have found her
Behind the lights, behind the smiles Behind the cheers, behind the beers Behind the loud,behind the laud Behind it all, behind them all I found her   I found her, clutched and stuffed
18
18: that's the age I have to be. I have to wait three long years, And it's killing me! But when that three years is up, I get to find out how my life fell apart, I get answers.
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