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A rumble starts in my gut I feel the storm forming Hate, vengeance, and rage Words with stout interpretation Are kittens to this lions tounge when said Consuming me entire I grasp tight to my control Even though I want nothing more than to check out My body could join my already dead smile In side by side grave
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 3:11 AM UTC
Rage
A rumble starts in my gut I feel the storm forming Hate, vengeance, and rage Words with stout interpretation Are kittens to this lions tounge when said Consuming me entire I grasp tight to my control Even though I want nothing more than to check out My body could join my already dead smile In side by side grave
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 3:11 AM UTC
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