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Sad

Sad,
I'm feeling sad.

Mad,
You get so mad.

Bad,
I've got a rope...

Now,
Past goes all hope.

Dead,
Rope round my head.

Spoke,
Things I have said.

Cried,
eyes 'til they died.

What I couldn't take,
Death will,
I tried.
Written by RobinHood (Robin)
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