Cry Wolf

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The Boy Who Cried (Wolf)
Oh how alone he felt, and how unfair the cards he was dealt, Hiding in the woods so no one could see his pain, a mind that was slowly going insane, Each day achingly dragged on, but then one curious dawn,
Sound Of Madness
Go and cry your alligators tears, to someone who wants to hear them
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