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Help Is Lost For You
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Help Is Lost For You

I sit over there,
Girl with the long curly hair,
I watch you, observe,
Feel pitiful, sick, repulsed by you.
You are pathetic.
You disgust me.

There is no help left for you.

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There is always help for everyone. We all have to learn from someone. Mostly it's our parents who teach us, but sometimes it's the likes of you and I. Hugs Jan