Miss the Way it Used to Be

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I miss the way it used to be

I miss the days when people

Used to care for me

I miss the soft and gentle touch

That one day changed;

It became so rough.

I miss the days that used to pass

With no sharp words to shatter

My world like glass.

I miss the way it used to be

Before all the pain carved

A new me.

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