You dance in a white dress
A beautiful life.
But you feel
Their suffering
Like bullets
In your body
And you feel
Your suffering
Like a blunt knife
Driven into your heart
And red, deep red
Cool and wet,
Gushes out
Across your chest
As your compassion and pain
Pull you into soul-wrenching sobs.
A beautiful life...
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