RAGE

A poem from the darkside

Published on January 19, 2005 By Moderateman In Misc

It lives,
inside, waiting,like a poison,

that I drink, hopeing you die

heat, fire, consumes me,

I keep bottled up,

waiting to see, if I loose the dogs once again,

No I cry, not today.

I breathe, calm flows, heat dies,

I cry.. relief... peace...comes

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