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At 4 am she lays in bed,
Listening to her favorite band,
Thinking of all the thing she's done wrong.
At 4 am she think of all those who left,
She blames herself for them leaving.
Suddenly she start to crying,
She finally lets it all out.
She not as strong as she once was...

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