We are the words that
almost made it.
The words that almost
rhymed.
What did they call it?
Mind rhyme,
no, eye rhyme,
no, forced rhyme.
One and thumb,
or green and fiend.
We are the hunter
and we are the soldier.
The killers that almost
were the same.
What was the difference?
Mind damage,
no, eye damage,
no, forced damage.
Rabbit and deer,
or man and woman.
We are the friend
and we are the stranger.
The ones that
always judged.
What do we even know?
Mind them,
no, eye them,
no, force them.
We are the ones that
made them.

I loved every second of it. It flowed pretty nicely and made you think a bit. This was my favorite part: