In her lone and despair
She kept weeping
All she had was lonliness
All she wanted was a companion
Beautiful and pretty for a friend
But no one would take her for a girl
Bubbly and chirpy she comforted all by her smile
But when in dispair and need, none of them came by
Tired of her life
She looses all hope
All she needed was love
A companion , A friend
But she had none
If only she understood
Love for herself
She could have felt
A companion in her lone.
A companion called
Herself
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