Curled up in a tiny ball,
I can not stand,
for fear I'll fall.
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So much pain,
I must endure,
of which I haven't, found a cure.
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Raindrops land upon my roof,
my desperationneeds no proof;
My sorrow sticks to me like glue,
I do not know,
what I will do.
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Cries of help,
always unheard;
I do not speak,
a single word.
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Don't take offence,
if I don't speak;
For some it comes,
so easily.