O'wrath
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O'wrath

Ripping and tearing through my flesh like knives, Burning through me like a fire. Attempt to push it down. But it threatens to claw it's way out.

It's the monster inside me, Roaring over every minor thing, Itching to be free. It's taking over me.

Tempting, tantalizing, tormenting. Scratching, scorching, and screeching.

Begging, moaning, and pleading to be freed. It's destroying, damaging, and demolishing me.

The rage I must confine, conceal, and control, Is becoming hard to hold.

It wants out, to pout, and to shout. Wants to fight, ignite, and bite.

But I must hold my monster in, Before it becomes my friend.

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