What were your thoughts, was this your plan,
Did you not like me, what a horrible deed you did.
I did not know you so why this evil in your head,
I guess it did not matter because now I am dead.
When you killed me you made it final, took away my life,
Will they ever find me, you made them cry in the night.
More than selfish or mean, a monster that only some see,
It is already to late when they come to see your face,
When you killed me you became less a part of the human race.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
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Of course
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Thanks
Of course
When you killed me, you became less a part of the human race. That is so strong!
Thanks always