Salty Blood Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Salty Blood



You are just like the others,
this truth loudly rings.
You never mentioned my name,
only my things.

You watched me fall,
and didn't reach out.
You were looking for someone,
with more clout.

I'm glad you are miserable,
it completely your fault.
You have $$ for eyeballs,
and blood filled with salt.

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