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Prejudice

Look into my eyes
and tell me why you hate me
is it my heart that pumps cold blood that makes you quiver?
why do you avoid me?
All I want is love
But you tell me I am nothing
and shew me away
Is it my suspicious hissing
that intimidates you
Or my suggestive smile?
I try to talk but my words mean
nothing
I try to solve but my compromises
are weak
I have a right mind to coil up
With fiery death in my eyes
And attack you with no remorse
But instead I will give you a
second chance
To explain your prejudice
And if your answer settles my soul
I will slither away
But if it doesn't
I'll slither away
With the foul taste of your blood
in my mouth
And a heart made of ice





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