What should the sane do when their worlds crumble down
When the whole hearts they thought they held
Begin to crack into shared forms
Their mates faithfully shatter unseen
When the wings of an angel can't soothe painful tragedy's
Love is nothing if it is shared
Trust is broken by only those who hold it dear
The victims always the one they say they love most
While unharmed go the strangers
The ones who only boast
You've said you haven't cared
What you've shown my dear,
Is yet another facade and I see it clear
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