You know?

you really hurt me, you know?
you weren’t suppose to bite me the way the other did.
you were suppose to lick my bite marks.
you were suppose to be the one who was different from all the others.
the one who was hungry but instead of biting the weakened one, helped the weakened one replenish its energy.
you were good.
then you were bad.
you got my hopes up, oh so high
just to let them fall, fall so low
why couldn’t you just fight the temptation to be like the others?
it could of just been us against them.

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