Some times in this life we live in...
We all give thanks to people and other times
you just have to be crazy to hurt someone
but other times your just a born killer and thats when you
know what you truely are...
A beast to man kind and a killer to your fellow people
i know what its like to hurt but never kill
how could people be so hard headed and still live with who they are well just everyone fucks up and when that happens then you can say i know who i am and i know what i have done...
i dont even really think this is a poem but what ever
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"when that happens then you can say i know who i am and i know what i have done..."
i like this, by the way your bunny is so cute
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well said
you know how it is to hurt and not kill...yeah.......some people say.......we die so many times a day that they have lost count of it..guess this is what you are meaning by hurting but not killikng....insult is a death and so are others.... -
Damn sister.
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