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I miss the life i once had 

staring at the girl that i used to be is just a faded memory on a page

i look at the mirror and I do not like what i see 

i wish i could go back to a time so serene 

i wish i could back to time where my face seemed to gleam 

but i could not see that back then 

I let all the good things slip from my fingers because they felt too good to be true 

I didn't know how to be content 

that was all i knew