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Half the Man

This poem is an attack against your character.


I’m waging war with the demons that have made you disillusioned.


What you think is courage is cowardice disguised.


The pride that you hold so closely is what’s murdering you inside.


You have a confidence that you think is as deep as the ocean but I can see to the bottom.


You couldn’t be half the man I am but it’s not for a lack of trying.

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