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Less Of A Human Being
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M FoR ViCtOrY Wished you'd bite that pretty lip of yours,
let it bleed till it soaks your perky white polo.
The time ticks away as you hold a towel to your face
blood constently flowing from you as a sign of guilt.
Hoped you'd fall over yourself,
skin your knee or break your toe.
Felt the need to watch you cry before getting up
just another urge to hurt to completely.
Prayed that you'd miss me too much,
scream until you got the chance to see me again.
I'd pass by you and smirk
because you are less of a human being
than I thought at the beginning of this poem.
