Yes,
Thirteen Years.
That's how old I was.
Dropping us girls off, waiting for the light to change, and that right turn.
Did J know what was happening when he got dropped off?
Did anyone else wake with that sick feeling in their gut?
Thirteen years, a long time ago.
Twenty-Seven, here I come.
Lets make sure it hurts in the end.
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