Rage By: Parker Woody

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Rage By: Parker Woody

Rage runs through me like a stampede It comes quickly and without warning Losing my mind, wanting nothing but destruction No one can see the rage, only the aftermath

Never allowing the dust to settle Keeping me awake most nights Cigarettes and drugs are my only solace But simply brings on more rage Always searching for my true face

Body convulsing on the inside Making the aging process much quicker But stunts your growth as a person Making your actions contradict your every thought Making everything that makes you, you

A lie It has nearly consumed me whole But it still hasn't consumed my soul Fuck this rage and everything it stands for Shit! There I go again..

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