In the End

It is when we are at our most vulnerable
That the world begins to swallow us whole
It is when we are lying face down on the ground
Bleeding
That the world kicks us in our ribs
It is when we are at death's door
That the world stands over us
Smiling
For it has claimed yet another victim
The world is cruel, yes
But not quite heartless
After all
The world allows us to die
In the end

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