Tell Her She's Loved There she sits Waiting, wanting For someone to tell her she's loved. Then she stands Yearning, hoping For someone to tell her she's loved. She walks away Loosing hope, losing faith For someone to tell her she's loved. Then she jumps Falling, falling Because nobody told her she's loved. There she lies Motionless, dead And everybody tells her she's loved. But it's too late.
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