An original poem:I love my backbiter

A back biter called me and wanting help
I astonished what did I do ?Help,or revenge?
I was walking through the way of my life.

I listen the voice of my hater but don't believe
I like to live inside me ,i only this believe.

Giving back to me the question which once I asked.
I believe me not you ,i am the god.

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