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My Poor Baby


Oh my poor baby, even in tears, you're still so caring Oh my poor baby, even torn down, you still continuously lift others up Oh my poor baby, how I miss the old you My poor, sweet baby, your throat swelled up and even still you continue to sing My poor baby, you have so much joy to bring My poor baby they take it all away from you My innocent baby how i wish to cradle you, to protect you and tell you it's okay My poor baby, know I'll never leave My poor baby even from greenish and flourishing to dead leafs My poor baby please know that I care My poor baby your in my heart, and everywhere
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