My Inner Rage
A cage,
filled with rage,
can't let it out,
and roam about,
it will tear you down,
throw you to the ground,
laugh in your face,
and tell you you're a disgrace,
then stomp on your head,
and leave you for dead,
this is the feeling inside,
that I force myself to hide,
to protect everyone,
of what I've become,
a monster that kills,
for its own good will.
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