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One by One One by one ,the boy's tears did run As cut by cut was made. Scar by scar would appear on his arm And hour by hour, his life fell away Drop by drop, came the river of blood And with it, the pain of being unloved. Month by month, year by year, the boy would shed the tears. And nobody would hear. No one would listen to the cries until the day he died. And at the funeral, people would wonder as they stood out in the sun They would cry a little and walk away, one by one.
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