If people were cutlery
You would be a knife
Stabbing your friends
Cutting your foes
Your deadlier than you seem
Wounding strangers
Bleeding family
We all fear you
How are you useful?
Killing people maybe?
Telling lies?
Your only useful in a bad way
The worst way
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Blind Games
RomansaPoems about love, betrayal,family and my feelings about everything
