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Sympathy
Sympathy
As I walk through this sullen and hungry world
I notice that hearts are thrown against walls
Gold hearts
Coal hearts
Silver Hearts
And victims lay dying on the floor
With a hole in their chest
Strangers pass by and place coins in the chest
But none give sympathy
The one thing that they have in every country
Sympathy is simple
yet some minds cannot
Place their claws around it.
They are too long and sharp
And pierce sympathy
Sympathy is fragile
And can break far too easily
To be carried in our rib cages
Sympathy is a state of mind
As I walk through this sullen and hungry world
I notice that hearts are thrown against walls
Gold hearts
Coal hearts
Silver Hearts
And victims lay dying on the floor
With a hole in their chest
Strangers pass by and place coins in the chest
But none give sympathy
The one thing that they have in every country
Sympathy is simple
yet some minds cannot
Place their claws around it.
They are too long and sharp
And pierce sympathy
Sympathy is fragile
And can break far too easily
To be carried in our rib cages
Sympathy is a state of mind
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