you can’t see them from here
they’re too scared to come near
held back by clutching hands
on deaf ears fall their demands
to span the gap is to give in
releasing all that is within
showing all that they contain
the beating heart controls the vein
there’s no compassion in this game
when there are those without a name
there’s solace behind closed doors
bound gagged and struck down to the floor
there is no way to justify
all of the pain and all the lies
apologetic hypocrite
don’t move aside just take the hit
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