You're not welcomed. You're not one of ours. May you dare look like one of us, but your true self shines through your horrible being and it's oh so clear to me.
Your nose is too long, you ears too rounded and that disgusting, naked tail of yours is way too long.
Yet, that's not the worst of your horrible self. No, that award is meant for your wingless being.
Where our souls let us fly, yours gave you arms to take whats not meant for you. And while you may try to hide your true self, that horrid sound you make is unmistakable.
What beauty is there in taking? What beauty can be found in shackling our free bodies to that disgusting soil of yours?
It's in our souls to be free, to fly upon the dark skies and bathe in it's radiant spectacle of stars.
You, whose home is the dirty ground?
You, whose revolting self is a liar to all noble beings of the sky?
You, who wallows on the mud and shit of a thousand beasts?
You, who calls that inmature lack of self awareness and respect for all that is good and beautiful your personality?
You, whose nauseating sewers where you dwell call an equal to the perfect sky were we roam freely?
Yours is to take, to drain our hope and freedom for your own depraved amusement. Just so that you may protect that fragile ego of yours.
No, you're not one of us. And you'll never be for you are nothing else but a disgusting rat.
And the earth has opened up so that the darkest pit of Hell could swallow you whole.
So, don't keep the Devil waiting, betrayer.
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