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May 2015
My eyes are glaring,
I'm screaming inside,
And broken hopes fill my mind.

My hands are tense,
They're crushing competition,
In imagined fights.

My twisted mind won't stop shaking,
It's bleeding within,
And losing fast.

My rage is building,
Hurts more than it ever had before,
Until it's snapping my soul in two.

My pain I thought had gone returns,
For another round of torturous jeers,
Aimed at myself.

My destiny is uncertain but my anger lives on,
It never leaves through every corner of my life,
Always ready to lash out and destroy anything.
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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