Suspicions took me no where earlier
They are still here as they were earlier
Desires turned into wrinkles on my face
The wounds were hidden in my heart earlier
Now I cry losing worthless things
I used to be too calculating earlier
A thorn is out my heart, so it seems now
Tears used to flow from my eyes earlier
The gatherings these days are just for show
We used to meet in good faith earier
My thoughts are frozen, so it seems now
I used to be fiery in speech earlier
My lonelines never leaves me now
It never used to be like this earlier
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