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They don't care
They are dead
They can't hear

yet, I'm here
bleeding and lying in the pool of blood
the blood of innocence
flowing, searching for care.

no one cares
they are dead
no one hears

yet I'm struggling to breathe
then they look down
and walk away

they don't feel
no one does.





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