I thought them to be faceless
Called them masochists and self anarchists
Thought them to live in an alien planet
Or exist somewhere in the moon
Thought I would never behold them
Queer and weird souls
Relatives to vampires and werewolves
Thought them to have wands and fangs too

I thought them faceless
Faceless and nameless as the gloom
Etched in their souls and lives
Where love is a crime and happiness a taboo
I thought them to be dark as dark
Haters of life who easily wield the noose
And let life seep in red on the floor

I thought them faceless
Quenchers of light, haters of laughter too
Thought them monsters who would never try
And wasters who would make us cry

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