They will feel pain one day. They would love to make you cry, but you are out of tears. They tried to make you pity them, when you were begging for money and them eating on a restaurant. Make them feel pain, make them scream, open their heart open their hands, slice that tongue eating lies, slit that useless eye to show them truth.
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PoetryProse and poetry, feelings and speech in text. I wanted to live as a human, But never never really was a man.
