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Who are you?
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[2004] Hate, Fear & Death I see a boy standing there;
He looks so depressed and broken.
I see tears falling from his face.
I see him lying on the floor,
Suffering from the pain.
He is all wounded;
he cut himself in the arm
And he is crying.
I wish I could help him!
He is so lonely and he is in pain.
He has no friends and
nobody even looks up to him.
This is so sad.
So I get up and walk to him.
I reach him a hand
and help him up.
I ask him, "Who are you?"
He looks up and I stare into his eyes.
And I realize that, that boy is...me!
