help.
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Your hurt, I want to help
But I'm not aloud
Your sick, I want to help
But you refuse
You fall, I want to help
But I can't do it all
Your helpless
I'm helpless
Your dying outside
A silver tongue licks the flesh,
And lets out crimson tears.
The pain you feel brings you relief,
Numbs over all your fears.
There's nothing you can do to help, the problems that you face.
