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Back when....
  Back when I was 7 years old,
  My father went away,
  And he didnt come back home,
  An,
  Back when I was 11 years old,
  I was always angry,
  And people pretended they didnt know,
  The world seemed so cold,
  No one was ever close,
  Never had anyone to hold,
  An,
  I remember back then,
  When,
  We made paper planes as we sat on the bed,
  And laughed all day,
  Played video games,
  Recorded me as batman stopping a robber at a bank,
  It was cool,
  All the thing we would do,
  Like having lunch at the park,
  And going to the zoo,
  We’d go across the street,
  To grandmas for a treat,
  It was impossible to think,
  That you’d ever be forced to leave,
  And never come back to me,
  An,
  Back when I was 7 years old,
  For the better I didnt know,
  My feelings were hard to control,
  Now They make me who I am,
  Makes me the kinda man who doesnt want to grow,
  Now im 19 years old,
  Ive come to a cross roads,
  In life,
  And i just wanna do things right,
  Sometimes I just dont know,
  To others im cold,
  I push people away,
  Because I dont want to be let go,
  Id hate to be forgotten,
  But I dont wanna be known,
  Im looken for love,
  I hurt the people who mean so much,
  They arent understanding,
  They never took the time,
  To sit me down and speak,
  Ask whats on my mind,
  Back when I was 14 years old,
  I was always stuck at home,
  Sitten in the corner where I wrote,
  Couldnt move unless i was told,
  Thinken what am I in trouble for?
  Did I forget another chore?
  I was sitten there for weeks,
  Couldve been three,
  Maybe four,
  I was always so mad,
  We lived with an ass,
  Who claimed to be Dad,
  But a real father would never harm his family,
  Like he had,
  Back when I was 7 years old,
  I didnt even know,
  That the years I had before,
  Would be the last,
  To spend with my Dad,
  Before he passed,
  To me its so sad because I hardly remember him anymore.......
  Back when I was seven years old.......
  My heart was broke....
  Everyone was hurt.....
  And I felt alone......
  I hope to see you again....
  When Its my time to go....
All my life ive always thought about back when I was seven years old........
  My sister introduced me to a song that inspired me to write my own version. Thanks Peebo.
   

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So my sister phoebe (Peebo) Showed me a song that inspired me to write my own version. The song had me thinken about my life at the age of 7 and how it affects me today. Im sure most readers will know the actual song after reading this.