Kyle Chewie Insch · Mar 19, 2012
This Feeling...

This feeling I can’t control,
Better run before it takes whole,
Taking over and blackening my soul,
Like being buried in a deep hole,
I cannot run and it’s taken whole,

Anger is all I feel,
Making me do things against my will...

 
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