Let Me
I know it hurts,
but you're too proud
Though you suffer,
accept it never
Loath to be weak,
pleasure you seek
Pull yourself together,
You will feel better
Surrounded by people,
but no friend in real
I know how you feel,
Let me come and kneel
I promise I will,
offer you a better deal
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