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The rage and Fire

I feel inside.

The deepest shelter

will not hide.

I want to stomp,

scream and shout.

No amount of water

will put this flame out.



It burns my blood

scalding to the touch.

To calm my nerves,

I curse too much.

Eyes bloodshot,stinging red

I'll sleep it off

It will clear my head.



My tortured mind is lost in thought

My friends will help me

find the answers that i've saught.

Fuck you ... no fuck it all

It seems so easy

to forget it all

To think our love

was a meaningless thing

But sleep is certain

to cure the pain that you will bring.