The silent observer.

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It is hard not to notice all the bad things happening around you.

The silent observer.

And despite your attempts,

And despite your attempts, you cannot move.

You are cold as ice,

You are cold as ice, unmoving as stone.

Always the observer

Always the observer never the observed.

So you cry silent tears made of oxygen

So you cry silent tears made of oxygen as pain creates crakes on your stone skin.

You can never run away.

And as much as you try to focus on the wonders of this broken life...

You cannot unsee the pain

You cannot unsee the pain that is blooming dead flowers all around you.

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