They don't get it!
I want to scream,and tell them, your blind!
Can you not see it?
Do you not feel that?
He is gone,and you are just as venerable as he.What makes you the invincible ones?
Why are you so confident?
She is in front of you the one who brought him in. Why should you get to watch her let him leave.
Can you not see it?
Do you not feel that?
You have no right to be here. Get away! You the one who helped it blossom,you the one who fed his treason,you who sold that sh*t,and I who sat back and watched.
His own brother infront of you sits,he left him his secrets the unspoken words he has kept so sacred.
Can you not see it?
Do you not feel that?
Keep on going your life hasn't change. Yes he is gone, yes you love his poison,yes you are infected,and no you don't care.
Can you not see it?
He is dead..............
Do you not feel that.
Your dyeing..............
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He was only 17 years old.
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-Jonlyn @ 11:42 P.M.
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