Why should it matter
The pain that you are feeling
I rather just twist ‘till you shatter
The pieces of you, ground into dust
Why should it matter
The tears that you are shedding
I rather just crush ‘till more splatter
The pieces of you, evaporating into dust
Why should it matter
The blood that you are spilling
I rather just slice ‘till there’s spatter
The pieces of you, fading into dust
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