Why me?A Poem by SorenThrow gas on a fire, blame the flame for its burning desire Pull the trigger on the gun, condemn the bullet for what's done Lean upon the blade, fault the knife for cuts it has made Inculpate the baby crying, the weak for not trying, the wounded for dying Blame the hammer striking the thumb, cut off your hand to make it numb
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