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RAGE
Author:Anonymous
Rage is a blind fool
anger without an outlet
pissed off by life,
it has no direction
looking for peace that it cannot find
Constanly burning hotter than the sun,
consumed within the growing heat
feeding off it's own self, writhing
in the pit of rage


I'm not gifted
slightly twisted
I feel nothing
longing for something
leave me alone. . .


All my sorrow
will pass by tomorrow
I lay in my bed
thinking about the things I've said
looking back
cursing myself for the times I could never act
never following the impulses of my heart
my body's been split apart
all the pain will stop
I'll never reach the top
Just continue to writhe at the bottom
Go away, I just want to be thrown away.