He won't give his name
Says it's too late
There's no need
Nothing can save him
He won't listen to our pleas
He can't hear our tears
He thinks he's alone
No one cares for him
The pain the world cause him
It overcame him
He has given up
Forgotten his place
He refuses to speak
He believes words cause pain
He wants to be left alone
It's too late now
His name is his identity
His identity is his place
His place is his purpose
His purpose is gone
Today we learned his name
Today he whispered it
As we stood by crying
Watching the world take him away
I will protect his secrets
I will carry them with pride
I know who he was and what he did
I will carry his name to my grave
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