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Blood boiling Heart pounding Burgeoning rage Only barely contained Hidden behind that door That door upon which Rests your hand Faltering, failing Open me, open me Shouts your mind Open me, open me Scream your hands Aching, burning Pained by a need To act, to bring about Self-destruction so near An end to anxiety Setting it all out To be overtaken A wave of hate rushing Over you, over all Dark, dark Full of hate A raving madman Who shouts even now Open it, open it And as you slink away Screams even now Coward, coward
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC
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Blood boiling Heart pounding Burgeoning rage Only barely contained Hidden behind that door That door upon which Rests your hand Faltering, failing Open me, open me Shouts your mind Open me, open me Scream your hands Aching, burning Pained by a need To act, to bring about Self-destruction so near An end to anxiety Setting it all out To be overtaken A wave of hate rushing Over you, over all Dark, dark Full of hate A raving madman Who shouts even now Open it, open it And as you slink away Screams even now Coward, coward
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC
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