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Jun 2012
Rage has no limits, no boundaries to cross,
You make my addiction every time you catch my eye,
I have to drink to get you out of my head,
My soul burns to end you like a lightning flash,
This world may be cruel but not as cruel as you,
Its raining blades that just pierce the innocent,
Cannibalistic feelings just overdose your mind,
Now you stand tall,
Your the worst kind of villain,
You take pleasure in the hate you create,
Egotistical murders and atrocities you commit,
Now that I have the strength and thunder in my soul Ill defend myself from you,
Who are you?
I am you.
Conor Cleveland
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