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Having no friend makes me sad, Even the days go bad, With nobody around, No one to play with me, A bee stung me, As pain glides through my soul, As my body burns like coal, I have to cry, to leave all the pain out, As I scream through my jaws, Asking for help, With nobody around, To look far out, If I go out, I won't be able to find my way in, As they covered the exit, full of sadness, With no way in, With no place full of happiness, I will stay locked out, With my soul covered in coal.
