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So much condescension filling up their eyes Quick! Look away before she sees Accidental moments quickly ruin lives Block her out, shun the diseased We are outcasts amongst the proud Their naïve minds too simple to see The physical too insufficient to **** their doubt Watch her fall and melt to her knees She is damaged, feed her to the beast! The blood hungry demon desires his next meal Burn her! Cut her! Give our god his feast! She’s unique and strong so, for this, ideal Rubies rain to a flesh filled ground Feeding on her body tearing it to shreds We sigh in relief as we hear her screaming sounds No more conviction of the thing that we most dread A hidden truth that resounds in our head A hatred for her strength that has to go unsaid An idea reflected in the life that she has led That the strength to live free, sadly, in us, is dead
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Sep 19, 2012
Sep 19, 2012 at 3:45 PM UTC
The undead
So much condescension filling up their eyes Quick! Look away before she sees Accidental moments quickly ruin lives Block her out, shun the diseased We are outcasts amongst the proud Their naïve minds too simple to see The physical too insufficient to **** their doubt Watch her fall and melt to her knees She is damaged, feed her to the beast! The blood hungry demon desires his next meal Burn her! Cut her! Give our god his feast! She’s unique and strong so, for this, ideal Rubies rain to a flesh filled ground Feeding on her body tearing it to shreds We sigh in relief as we hear her screaming sounds No more conviction of the thing that we most dread A hidden truth that resounds in our head A hatred for her strength that has to go unsaid An idea reflected in the life that she has led That the strength to live free, sadly, in us, is dead
claudia-tallon
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Sep 19, 2012
Sep 19, 2012 at 3:45 PM UTC
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