Why now? I ask myself.
It didn't matter if I lived
And sure as hell didn't matter if I died.
This world is broken and my soul is lost.
There's nothing anyone can do,
It's not like anyone would do anything.
Why now? I asked myself again.
It will never matter when or where,
Just that you did it.
Now that's the sad truth.
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