Blood And Beverage

𝙄 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙚 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨

I feel your ocean blue eyes
full of illusion, full of lies.
Yeah sure, I know that I can't see.
But I can feel the deeper reality.
I don't hanker for eyesight so desperately.
Your ocean blue eyesight bore into me.
Like a sword getting in my heart,
Keen and rusty.

My blind eyes can still see your
crimes.
How you raped that girl next door
with your sweet word and your rhymes.
My blacken world make me aware
of all your carnage.
So, infront of me, you don't have to
act like a sage.

My blindness is not an excuse
for you to wage your war.
They tell you to calm down,
but now you're taking this too far.
With my blindness I'll conquer the world.
And I'll throw all your mockings
and insults back at you.

Night sky is made for the people like us.
Who can't see the beauty of venus.
But beauty is not what you call your state of being pretty.
Beauty is what I call innocence, serenity.

So,
with my blind eyes,
I'll do rise.
And this I want you to know-
I hate your blue eyes.

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