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Merry Go Round


Round and round we go But there is no one to catch us. We try our best to not let anyone see us cry When we fall We are alone during the dark night. 3am we cry our eyes out Because we have no one. We feel like we are alone When there are people who love us. But the saddest part is, Some of us don't make it. They were spun too fast on the merry go round And when they fell, People cared.
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