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[09 Apr 2010|09:51pm] |
don't look me at like i am a monster
frown out your one face, but with the other
stare like a junkie into the tv
stare like a zombie while the mother holds her child,
watches him die, hands to the sky crying "why, oh why?"
cause i need to watch things die from a distance
vicariously, i live while the whole world dies
( you all need it too – don't lie )
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