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When I look in the mirror ...
all I want to see is someone pretty looking back at me.
losing weight seems to be the only key,
then when I look in the mirror I'll see someone pretty looking at me.
Losing friends,
driving them to their ends,
when I cry I just need a friend,
a friend who can hug me and give me a lending hand.
This is not worth
it:
to be in a dark tunnel and to just sit.
eating is not the end of the world,
at least that is what I was told.
Sitting all alone, in my room being so cold,
seems to be the only thing that would have sold.
I want to be happy ... that's all ... is it that hard? ..
do I have to wait for happiness to be sold??
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