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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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