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Will u hear me if i cry

Above the thunder of anger

Over blasts of fear and hate

When help comes not at all

Or when it comes to late

When hearts grow dead with grief

and all sounds are sad

and theres no relief

will u hear me if i cry

will u come b4 i die
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