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Feb 2019
People look at you
like you're an animal.
and
you are an animal.
I'm an animal too.
Secretly
we can be feral,
we can hate the smell
of mankind.
If you **** us off
we'll devour you.

Think I'm crazy yet?

You
haven't seen it happen.
one day
everyone will regret
what they refused to see.

In our souls we breed beasts.

It's a story not a confession.
It's a vent not a long awaited truth.
If you want to know
ask me.
But my mouth is sealed shut.
Candle wax
and a goodnight promise.

If you understood me my lips would break,
yet they're intact
because the truth cannot be opened
without the key.

And nobody is going to kiss me.
Ever.
hardly poetry
oh well
Lost
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