I used to be beautiful one day.
I used to smile , used to laught.
Was a complete open book.
Had nothing at all to hide.
grey wolves have eaten my Soul.
bears have torn heart from my breast.
I've sewn my wounds with my veins.
am utterly broken down.
If only I had a belief
to have a love spark from above.
I would change my view of this life
would wear at last bright eyes.
I used to be beautiful one day
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