splatter
What are you
Do you care
stand back
Is what you do
As others die
In front of you
You close your eyes
Shut your ears
But pretend to care
Pretend to be there
When the spot is empty
The being is gone
You move on
In another facade
You pretend to see
Pretend to understand
They stand before you
You wipe off their splatter
And move on...
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