Such treatment I am getting
I wonder sometimes
Where I stand and what to do
Because the devils I am letting
To go through the door
They yell and they hurt me
With their foul words
But I know their intentions
I have been there before
Hopeful in the rain Again No more tears Water falling from the sky Water falling to wash away the pain Hopeful That I just might leave here...
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