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no mercy


Anger is what i feel
Violent screams bruise my vocal chords
And the harsh words i speak
Cuts people into unrecognizable slices
Self Worth and self esteem disappears
into too small of pieces to salvage 
It's not that i am not sorry
But my fate has allowed me to show no mercy.
Little privileged boys and girls sometimes
Need to be hurt to face reality.
 
 
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