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She is sitting in the corner,

All alone.

She sits there, lonely, and cries.

She has no one,

No one to love her, 

No one to hold her,

And tell her it's okay.

She is alone.

Until the fingers brush her shoulder.

She looks into black eyes.

A new friend.

A new friend cares for her,

Helps her,

And tells her it's okay.

No one knows when she disappears

With her new friend.

Who knew Hell could be so nice?






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