Ma-chur-i-t

do not think of me
from what you can see
I've change dramatically
and aged romantically

please do not see
please do not see
the monster that overwhelms me
in this state of time
and see me for what inside

everyday i see
someone so blossoming
aged like a perfect wine
until the end of time

please do not see, me
I came out ugly
nothing really changed of me
but I tired to make it seem

I am one
one of a kind
Just a beast alone
In this saddening word

So please do not see me
and open up your heart
I wish us never to part

So sad
I am not one

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