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According to You...

How 'bout a metaphor...

The gun slides down,
I can feel it at the crown
of my head
Ready to shoot me dead...

Now he has aimed
At my heart
I'm waiting for the bullet
To do its part...

Kill me in the dirt,
Treat me like a stone,
To be thrown
Not able to be hurt...

According to you,
I'm not human,
But to say what's true,
I'm more so than you.
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