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Cry your crocodile tears somewhere else.
You'll get no pity from me.
Go back to your lonely island.
Poor little girl blue.
No one seems to care about you.
You make it hard for us to care about you.
Stop the whining and stop the tears.
No one wants to drown in your river of tears.
The world's no longer listening to your sad song.
You no longer matter to anyone.
It's time to grow up and move on.
Poor little girl blue.
No one is listening to you.
No one cares anymore about the words that you say.
Poor little girl blue.
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Okay, this was really sad. Made me remember days where I was all alone and nobody would play with me in the school grounds during recess. Sigh. Nice writing, Jasmine.