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Another Fallen

Some men are in it for the things that they learn
Others just want to watch the world burn
It's like life is a competition, a never ending race
Where no one really cares about those in last place

Another fallen they say, another bites the dust
But someone must be the loser, someone always must
Better them than me, you hear them say
Winners want to be on top, not any other way

How little do we truly care?
How the same continue falling, is that truly fair?
Maybe we'll see, when we are the ones to fall
When none cares about us who lost, when no one cares at all
Poem by Dream