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Emergency

Help! Help! Emergency.
My heart My heart.
He broke it.
He said he loved me.
Then he went away like the morning dew.
Then the tears rolled down my face.
Rain puddles apeared on a bright sunny day.
But to me all I see is a ugly dark gray place.
With nothing to but roll over and cry.
Some one call 911 before I die.

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