Time was so near
leaving my teen years
I called it No Fear
past years were dear
Doubts were cleared
now I really sweared
they were not so dear
At Once I truly accept ed
old years weren't fair
I cursed my years
with wicked affairs
Moments were despaired
I say it so clear
That was evil flare
I shed'ed my tears
for all the lost'een years.
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