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Tumble Weed

They see a crowd 
They follow it
Then leave me 
I’m all alone 
Nobody to talk to
Left alone 
Like a tumble weed drifting through the air and ground.
Worthless little tumble weed I am 
They’re a fool for the crowd
I am not
They don’t care about me
Till the realize it was a mistake 
Then here comes them running back to me
It repeats this cycle all the time for me 
I forgive them because I care. 



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