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Life is cruel and unkind Boiled over with wasted time Count the hands of moments lost, tick by seconds, minutes tossed Temperature rises and hits the mark A hundred degrees turns too stark Bed of sand and heat wave sear Weigh it down with constant fear Mercury rises an internal kind Cuts right through a melted mind Turn it off, burn the fool Anger mounts then its cool
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 11:40 AM UTC
Boiled Over
Life is cruel and unkind Boiled over with wasted time Count the hands of moments lost, tick by seconds, minutes tossed Temperature rises and hits the mark A hundred degrees turns too stark Bed of sand and heat wave sear Weigh it down with constant fear Mercury rises an internal kind Cuts right through a melted mind Turn it off, burn the fool Anger mounts then its cool
inside my head when anger mounts
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silent-screams
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 11:40 AM UTC
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