Sometimes I wonder...
If life is worth living
In lies and filthy tears
Shed upon the dead.
If love should be felt
Although it murders
The innocent hearts.
If death is mourned
Because in the end
You just rot away.
Author notes
13. "You mean nothing to no one but that's nobody's fault." -- "Soul Singer in a Session Band" by Bright Eyes.
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