How
How could you not see?
The dark, strangling madness
Seething just at the surface
How could you not hear?
The mournful pleas in my words
Shrieking and crying for help
How could you not act?
When all around me pieces
Were cracking and falling
How will you go on?
Knowing you could have helped
All the while feeding the madness
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