I am nothing
carry on in your busy lives forget me now, dont hear my cry see not the hand i reach touch not the tears on my cheek feel not the emptyness when im alone call me not when i am home assume im fine think nothings wrong you wont even notice when i am gone so carry on in your busy lives ignor the fact............you heard my cry
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