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Rage

Rage,

Anger without a cause,

With no victim in mind

Wild enough to bite anyone near.

The blood and pain that trail it,

Only fuels the beast.

Making it stronger and stronger,

Till it bites something bitter.

A friend.

What has this thing done to me?

This feeling that burned like a fire

Until I was the one burned

Now that the fire is extinguished

I am the one left in ashes.

Scared and in the way of someone else’s fire.

One that the beast inside me lit.

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