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rage
My hate starts in my brain,
Even thins I can’t explain.
Where does my rage start?
Simple, in my heart.
In the beginning there is rage,
It is locked in a cage,
It slowly works on me,
Then my hate you can see.
Before you know it you can see I’m obsessed,
Which inevitably leads to me being depressed.
My friends feel bad for me,
But can’t they see,
This is who I have grown to be…
