Post by kit on May 29, 2008 5:56:06 GMT -5
I’m different.
I’ve always been different. It runs in my blood.
Yet you pass me in the street and you can’t tell we are not the same.
I look like you.
I feel like you do.
One day our children will play in the streets together
and they wont know they’re different too.
Some of us want revenge.
Others just want to survive.
Some of you don’t think we deserve to.
And so we fight.
Those who know call us ‘Tainted’, and you can sense their fear.
_ thursday’s child
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