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To care
They all think I do not care...
So they just outcast me out of their kind...
How could they do this to me?
Their first child...
Their stricken minds just full of regrets of giving birth to a invalid child...
The weakness I hold within my vulnerable body.
Why do they think I do not care?
I did care...
I just stopped.
I just cared too much for them to fall...
But all of it is pointless...
They will never listen to me a failure like me.
Why can't they look at me like they used to?
Is this what they see me as?
Some kind of evil murderer of human hearts?
I wish I can scream it out.
To bend my head back and scream all these bottle up lies I held.
The sins.
The crimes.
All the internal thoughts and feelings.
They can think whatever they like.
They can feel whatever they feel.
But they won't stop me from showing that I quit.
I quit caring.
I quit caring because they don't deserve it.
I wish they weren't so dense.
Thinking that what they feel is what I am.
Identifying me as nothing but cold.
I am not cold but instead I am bold.
Bold enough to rebel against their dense heart.
Their dense mind.
Let all this evil reside.
Let's see who decides
that it is time to kick me around.
With this painful sound.
-Snow that flutters down like feathers

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