this a page from my diary the fifteen day of november this a page from my diary what happened that day i don t remember but i do remember when i wrote these words and then and then reread them slowly to myself without emotion and although the feelings changed the words still sound the same o pamela tell everyone hang my head in shame take your name in vain o pamela o pamela i have no soul i m as cold as december maybe twice as cold and i m as white as the snow because of my age but my hand was shaking as i wrote this page and although the feelings changed the words still sound the same o pamela tell everyone hang my head in shame take your name in vain o pamela o pamela you have everything everything you bargained for everything you worked for everything you would have killed for take everything open the door i ll let the rain pour in and first thing in the morning the telephone rings pamela says oh look at the time believe me that s the last thing on my mind will you take a walk with me in the sunshine o pamela before it s too late will you take a walk with me by the ocean o pamela before it s too late
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