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Once

Once She was happy, once She felt free When will the day come when someone will love me? Once She was at peace, once She didn’t care what you said Now inside She only feels numb and dead. Once she was joyful, once she felt no pain Why is it that she’s always to blame? Once upon a time she looked forward to waking up Now all it is is half empty in her cup You can blame her and make her feel so low But all she really needs to be happy, if for you to go ! Edward Ibeh 9/2/2020 “Once”

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Date: 9/17/2020 4:07:00 AM
happiness is the golden deer of the illusion; never wants to live long in one mind!
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