I used to have that glitter in my eyes.
Now looking in the mirror I despise.
There was a time when my heart was once open and free.
Why did I let them take advantage of me?
I know my soul is good, caring and warm.
I once was so strong I could weather any storm.
Piece by piece my love, trust, dignity was torn.
The light in my heart has gone; a little black hole was born.
I do not have to strength to go on this way.
If I do by the casket my family will pray.
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