01/03/2013

WHY?! WHY?! WHY?!

We are the broken.
We are forced to hide.
We are called mutants.
So underground we go.
We live in the catacombs.
We are afraid.
We must live in silence.
Making us sick.
We must be contagious.
Why must we live this way?
There's nothing wrong with us.
You are the one with the disease.
You are the one who has afflicted us.
We just want peace of mind.
Not a piece of mind from you.
We are left to waste away.
Why?! Why?! WHY?!!!

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(01/03/2013)


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