There is no cure for this,
Left with nobody.
Deserted, forgotten, neglected,
Sad in every way.

No joy in life,
Sorrow all through the way.
Loved by no one,
Suicide her greatest thought.

Broken like a shattered glass,
One cure to restore.
Love her greatest cure,
But hidden beneath the ocean.

Hope not lost,
Just a little drop to bring faith.
One day love shall come,
Then all loneliness is gone.

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