Let's go on a walk
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Turn the Table
Let's go on a walk
Feel how I feel
The way you treated
I don't want to talk
You are not listening
I avoid your presence
Hands on my breast
Fear of sleeping
Waking up scared
Not myself anymore
Tell me who I am
Crying is useless
Smiling is meaningless
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