June 27, 2009
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What are they thinking?
Why do they do what
They do?
Their reply…
…because I can.

Ripping, throwing, severing apart
Spirits crushed, throbbing hearts
They think it’s cool…
… to be like him.

But what is he now?
Just another unknown in the ground.
Rotting with his masochistic soul
Being a model, a role?

To be like him
There is no point
No purpose to live your life.
Everyone stares.

Why do they try?
I don’t really know.
I ask why?
They simply reply…
…because I can.

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