I am no man,
For I am beast,
I hate the most,
And love the least.
I fall to end,
And sip at sin,
I love the dark,
And hate my skin.
I play at words,
To cause a cry,
I speak of truth,
But love to lie.
I lick my wounds,
And have a feast,
I am no man,
For I am beast.
End
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