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6d
send me someone I can yell at,
someone to blame for your life

not your parents
they have suffered enough

yes, you,
stand there and take what you deserve

you have been SLIDING
through your life

safe, protected;
unwilling to feel,
all you know are those clever games
which never end

the humor being
you are scratching your head now
thinking I am a madman
or something worse

no, the first day of your life
you decided not to participate fully

take a look at all your excuses
for not living

If I could
I would **** you now
so that you might live again.
Written by
Bennett
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