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I'm human,
I come with my bag
I ruin
And I build it back
I kill things
Or get myself killed
I had wings
But then got them grilled
I’m human
I come with my teeth
And truly
With them hard to breathe
I’m morbid
I often start wars
I’m human
I come with my scars
I’m ugly
I may act insane
It’s funny
But I am to blame
I tire
I come with my death
From spires
I fall to my depths
I’m humble
I do some things right
But humans –
They come with their pride
I’m human
And I come with love
But, sadly
Love’s all, that I have
I’m squishy
With vulnerable neck
But with me
You won’t get a check