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-Let it get a hand
still it has to stand
all in itself
nothing else
Dripping pain
till right is came
all in itself
nothing else
After all the grade
and all it said
all in itself
nothing else
Filled in things it hears
things it can’t hide and can’t send
all in itself nothing else
Rain shapes the pain’s face
and all it finds is shame
in all it could not end
for it could not stop…
-“But don’t you see? You are God, and your judgment has long since been to burn…”
-Do you hear their voices crying?
Do you see the people dying?
They call to you! They call to you!
And all you do is turn away.
What would you do were you no longer blind?
What would you find?
What in your mind?
-Just because you say they’re dead, you think it justifies your head.
Just because you turn away, you think it’s no longer there.
But they are…