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Impure Growth

The 10th of July, 29 years ago,
A woman in a hospital gave birth,
To a little boy during the night,
Adding one more person to this earth,

The baby with his innocence,
At his purest he'd ever come to be,
Hard to think after all that's happened,
That that baby boy was me,

I sure didn't waste no time,
Clearing that purity from my soul,
Through the age of time I lost,
Many things to make me feel less and less whole,

Every part of that innocent boy gone,
Molded and cured into a man by him own hand,
If only I could go back and explain to myself,
Everything i misplaced and couldn't understand,

Tis the way life works I suppose this is true,
Inevitably we all grow into someone new,
Saying goodbye to one more year of my life,
Will merely be my witness to another year I grew.
©justin_ur