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Apr 2013
I'm here because i'm hurting
I'm here because i'm sick
I'm here because i'm dying
From things they can't predict

I'm here because they need me
I'm here because of their plight
I'm here because I am the demon
who keeps them up at night

I'm here because the world is broken
it's bent  beyond repair
I'm here because all hope has gone
To those who've had it fair

I'm here because, if they fix me
I will be here no more
I'm here because each day we wake
Our muscle aching sore

I'm here because time wears on
I'm here because my heart beats
In unison with that clock
That beats till we both cease

I'm here because we're hurting
I'm here because we're sick
I'm here because we're dying
Just listening to the tick
Devon
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