Thursday, August 20, 2015

Count me with them

I've been judged by you before
Not exactly you
but to those who believe in judging whores
We're grouped as one
We weigh a ton
and now were damned together forevermore
The judgement comes at the wave of a hand
And now we're bound by endless bands
In name of he who wore the crown of thorns
In spite of all that you may think
you've not a thought to stop and blink
that some you judge have grown to care for more
So shut us out
You'll look the fool
We take the time to make the tools
and fix the world of cruel and heartless rules 

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