at least its split into stanzas

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I used to write more
And I used to write well
I used to smile more
But now my brain swells

I used to rhyme more
And I used to be able to create
I used to like myself more
But now I'm full of hate

I used to punctuate more
And I used to articulate better
I used to know more
But now I struggle with each letter

I used to create more
And I used to love to make
I used to dedicate more
But now I just seem to take

I used to see more
And I used to feel more real
I used to be present more
But now I'm sealed

I used to be here more
And I used to not drift away
I used to be a real girl more
It no longer seems that way

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