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We built their prisons from their own blood
Their blood was the poison that would kill them
Their presence blinding
That's why they hate them
They come too close and try to touch them
But they didn't know that we are the sun
That trying to block out the sun
Would become their biggest problem
Actions have consequences
And we were their karma
The one thing they can't have our colour
Their envy would be their downfall
The sun feeds the earth its energy
So when you take it away, you better hope it has empathy
Or maybe we should take a leaf out of your book and show no mercy
Revenge is a dish best served with a side of justice
If you haven't realised yet we are the sun
We will burn of your skin until your flesh and bone
And drown you in a pool of your blood
So that you understood
That we all bleed red and to dismantle your victimhood
And now we watch you struggle in a prison of your own blood
Copyright ©
Layla Riley-Hill
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