Adolescence
Teenage years were the coldest , held his first cigarette at age 16.
Chose wrong friends, this was the phase of a 'Rogue mindset' .
On a rollercoaster of emotions each and everyday , that innocent boy was gone!
Was he gone for good?
They had to move far away, that town was toxic, money got in the way of many's dreams .
Dreams ! Dreams ! Dreams!
On the Boulevard all lost,
A dark forest!
Falling from grace.....
In the moment of War!
A moment of self introspection.
It was now a time to account for thy mistakes. Hurt a lot of people along the way , it was time to apologize and rise a new man!
The days of being a boy were over!
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