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and she crys
a dredfull moan of sheer agony
and she screams so loud
her world shakes around her
and nobody seems to notice
and she holds out a weakend hand
for anyone to take it
and they just pass her by
letting her fall into insanity
she yells and she crys
she shakes and she dies
shes cold as stone
living her life...alone



