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staring out the window

looking into the blackness

and the lonely street

I'm alone..

again..

nobody bothered to call

they dont know how i lock myself inside my room

and hope for this all to end

i no longer have a friend

i no longer have someone to confide in

there is no longer someone there

how can you say im being unfair

when you are unaware

of my tears

of my fears

and of my pain

of the shattered peices lying on teh floor

you never stop

you just think i will beg for more

more pain

more tears

more torture..