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My Rage

By pennname, wharton, OH

Blinding rage shoots through your veins
hateful thoughts - your half insane
in your heart your blood-lust reigns
and anger always causes pain
smashing fists against the wall
knuckles bloody, broke, and raw
don't know what to do and seeing red
all conscious thoughts have surely fled
bottled pain, emotions soar
your hate - filled cry a gruesome roar
no control, all thoughts are dark
an explosion caused by one hot spark
their not to blame, but clear a path
all in your sight will feel your wrath
once it starts no end in sight
the brightest days turn into night

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