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Silence.  And.  Rage. The beast in the cage. Mercy till its death. To enact on stage, Forever holds its breath. Ignited.  And.  Away. The beast in the cage, Patience was its gift. Straining with its edge, Finally out with swift. *For them to grieve For them to heave.*
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
Beast.
Silence.  And.  Rage. The beast in the cage. Mercy till its death. To enact on stage, Forever holds its breath. Ignited.  And.  Away. The beast in the cage, Patience was its gift. Straining with its edge, Finally out with swift. *For them to grieve For them to heave.*
Anger is a sign of defeat; So I kept my beast in the cage, Hidden and secure, Tamed and sharpen. To await upon time, For its leash to be loose.
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
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