If you could see through my eyes,
Maybe then you'd understand.
Then again this world can't handle,
A change of view.
Sometimes I forget that's asking a lot.
Your screams are so shrill when I open the door to a new landscape.
That's okay your touch burns anyway. I'll walk on my own. After all I won't be alone. I'm not the only breed.
We'll watch as you burn down each other. Watch you all turn everything to ash. Maybe some of us will cry, while some will laugh.
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