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When I was little...


Once when I was little I was happy and carefree. I used to run around laughing Until it was time for tea. I used to play games And smile all the time. I used to feel on top of the world. I used to feel fine. It's amazing how things change When people let you down. And how that once happy face Turns into a solemn frown. You search and search For someone who cares, Anyone who understands, Anyone who dares. Loneliness, it hurts. It kills you deep inside. It makes you feel empty. It stops you in your stride. You cry yourself to sleep, Hugging your pillow tight, Wishing for someone To hold you through the night. Once when I was little I was never on my own. But now I pray at night I wish I wasn't alone
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