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Sep 2011
Wondering were I got this rage
I started looking 'round the cage
Hiding in the back, a little door.
****, never saw this before
I pressed close my ear, hoping to feel
hot to the touch, it made me kneel
Whats behind the door, I'm brave to behold
Rest assured it would soon be told.
Locked! But how do I see?
That soon the door would open to me
Turning away I vented a rage
then I heard the click from the back of my cage
Spinning and turning with a stare
I fell to my knees, all of me aware
The door swung open wide
revealing all that was crammed inside
Memories of things all bad
every one of them made me mad
And with a great breath of wind
a sudden gust that made me spin
an uncontrolled rage began
to escape from this caged man
jumping to my feet again
I'll not be captive to anger's sin
I shoved the door closed with all my might
That will do for now, but then the night
I sit shivering looking across the room
at the little door hiding crazy gloom
I will destroy the insanity
without this rage I will be free
to fly again without with a cry
No rooms now in my uncaged sky.
taken from my blog opinionsofeye.blogspot.com
Written by
Enjay
700
   Pure LOVE
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