No Love, No Joy

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Laying here all alone

with no one else but me.

Bore, cold, all alone,

for love is no with me.

Stupid, dumb, without a thumb

to grap what's important to me.

For if only she would see,

what she means to me.

We would love, talk, kiss and walk

forever just for glee.

But that will never happen

for she is mad at me.

So now i lay here all alone

with no joy just agony.

Missing her love, talk, kiss and walk,

just the thought of her and me.

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