Once
Once upon a time,
You wore a different face,
And the world was a purer more simple place,
When skinned knees and bruises
Were the signs of a good day,
When the world was your playground; It's inhabitance there to play.
You wear a different face now,
and inside your heart has changed
What happened to make you this way?
although your countless misdeeds are clear to me,
I can not help but try and see,
Who it was you used to be
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