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Cry.
Hear all those young voices
They're crying out for love
If not the voices recognize the blood
The red splatter you see
On the floor of their room
We cut to deprive
The pain that thrives
We cry out for love
But no one really hears
You say that you care and you'll always love us
Yet you seem not to see
The big picture inside
The real person inside
We wish to be loved
Thats why we do not die
We just sit down and cry.......
