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I have a lot of friends,
I talk to on the phone,
but when it comes to going home,
I still feel all alone.

I wake up every morning,
fake smiles everyday,
but when I knell down by my bed,
I slowly start to pray.

Every time I go to bed,
I cry myself to sleep,
wish I had a friend tonight,
or ill just have to weep.

But every day when I'm at home,
my bruises start to redden,
but its Okay because at the end of the day,
I'm going straight to heaven.





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