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Nov 2018
Your problem was
That you knew too much
It was the first time I saw
Knowledge destroy a man
You had a heart
And the world didn't make sense
There was no logic nor reason
It was too fast paced
You had been through too much
Seen what no one should have to see
Lost more than anyone could imagine
This life had given you pain and suffering
With endless turmoil
Not even a promise of it ending
Nor a glimmer of hope
The problem was that you drew all the short straws
Had all the bad luck
And none of it was your own fault
Not a single soul to hold to account
No one that could bring it all back
Your problem was that you couldn't turn it off
That you couldn't leave the past
That you couldn't unhear
Unlearn
Unsee
In a world where we all turn blind eyes
Ignore what does not please
We deliberately avoid the knowledge
What we don't know
Can't hurt us
Nor can we be held accountable
Enough to be pacified
But you
You hunted the truth
Chased it like a hound
And even when you didn't like the taste
You swallowed it whole
And it poisoned you against living in a world of monsters
Simpleton
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Simpleton  U.K
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