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Mounting Up

Growing is a part of life. Some days suck I just want to give up And sit on a rock like a sitting duck. Those magical days have gone and passed me by. Don’t worry Ill try to catch up. But when that car comes by again I’m pull up Along side it Because I’m not letting opportunity passed me by A day turns into nights and nights into days Once upon a time I had a beautiful life In till I found myself facing death by day Turn around to see the face of death Turns out to be my wife.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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