April 27, 1993 my day of birth. Every year I grow older, I look back on how I was the birthday befor I think of all the things I’ve overcome all the things I’ve learned… I remember the bad. Feeling lost, hopeless, the lowest of low.

April 27, 1993 my day of birth. Every year I grow older, I look back on how I was the birthday befor I think of all the things I’ve overcome all the things I’ve learned… I remember the bad. Feeling lost, hopeless, the lowest of low.

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