SOMETIMES WHEN I'M ALONE I CRY BECAUSE I'M ON MY OWN THE TEARS I CRY R BITTER AND WARM THEY FLOW WITH LIFE BUT TAKE NO FORM I CRY BECAUSE MY HEART IS TORN AND I FIND IT DIFFICULT 2 CARRY ON IF I HAD AN EAR 2 CONFIDE IN I WOULD CRY AMONG MY TREASURED FRIENDS BUT WHO DO U KNOW THAT STOPS THAT LONG TO HELP ANOTHER CARRY ON THE WORLD MOVES FAST AND IT WOULD RATHER PAST U BY THAN 2 STOP AND C WHAT MAKES U CRY IT'S PAINFUL AND SAD AND SOMETIMES I CRY AND NO ONE CARES ABOUT WHY.
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