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Alone and pretty
oh how you wish you knew wanting to wipe her tears wanting to tell her truth Alone she stands sadly she's the image of beauty yet her heart is torn her sould is tattered and worn Her eyes beautiful sad she silently calls out for help you ignored her silent please remember her beautiful sad life Now she lays deep inside her grave still so beautiful and very sad You could have prevented her fall could have stopped herself commited crime Now you stand all alone wishing you could have prevented you dream of her always You dream about her Your one and only Beautiful sad
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