What I see now.
The Blinded
I see your pain
I see your ache
I see your suffering
I laugh at you
I step on you
I look down on you
I feed on your hunger
I clothe myself with your skin
I take what I gave to you
Your demise is everything to me
Whether now or forever
I will be there…
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