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Death
It's not wrong
It's not okay
They're here, they're there.
They're in heaven, they're just gone darling.
Babies are born, babies die.
Babies are shaken to death...
Babies get thrown up..
and down
Animals get killed
There's plenty of room
They meant nothing.
No one means anything
Everyone means something, some don't want to.
Some don't want to mean anything.
I see what happens and it makes my eyes go funny.
I see what happens and it makes me want to die.
I see and I Understand.
I die.
It's more peacefull.
