I fell from the softness of clouds,

ended up down here.

Singled out, sticking out in crowds;

from being different I hear.


Politeness and niceness,

is my ticket back.

Sadness the likeliness,

Is through a heart attack.


So beat my on my ticker,

make it a little quicker.

Make the blood a litte thicker,

untill my light begins to...






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