They can't feel the pain
they know little of suffering eternally
no looking in the mirror for me
for my soul shines you blind
I fell from heaven
the last of my kind
and love to humanity I do endeavor to bind
make man love man
out worlds love out worlds
the the benefit of a Earth still sitting in blue
proud and most egomaniac
with little ants upon it
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 8:26 AM UTC
They can't feel the pain
they know little of suffering eternally
no looking in the mirror for me
for my soul shines you blind
I fell from heaven
the last of my kind
and love to humanity I do endeavor to bind
make man love man
out worlds love out worlds
the the benefit of a Earth still sitting in blue
proud and most egomaniac
with little ants upon it
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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