What A Sad Story

January 26, 2010
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When I watch you standing by
The door, dirty, cold and wet,
I saw your crystalline eyes and
I could see how hard your life was.
Crying lightly and asking for
Some money, I realize that I could give
You some, but when I saw you
The next day buying some cigarettes
With the little money I gave you, I said to myself
How rude you were just to buy some

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