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Thrice Damned Be These Eyes

Damned these eyes of mine.
They have seen things
that brought me misery,
brought me despair,
brought me hatred.

God be damned—these eyes of mine.
God, I beg you, take these eyes of mine.

My ears only listen,
my mouth only speaks;
I listen and speak in words.

But my eyes still seek what satisfies me,
and still, they can only see:
see hatred,
birth despair,
and lead me to hell.

Let me hear words—
words cannot be seen.

The blind cannot shoot,
the blind cannot fight,
the blind cannot kill.

God be damned these eyes.
Thrice damnedĀ beĀ theseĀ eyes.

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