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Rage is a blood- red knife It pushes into your back until you can't stand the pain You let it out Like the blood that flows from your wound Drip, drop, gush, and flows It never slows Rage is a Blood- red knife And sometimes it pushes you to do things You never would have done if you were happy It's the sweet, seductively tempting voice whispering to your insides Do it! Do it! Do it! DO IT!!!!! And it never quits, it just gets louder until you finally can't take the ripping of your intestines and all you can do is submit to the torture And this hurts the worst, like stepping on the broken glass of your dreams Rage is a Blood- red knife You can never forget That moment you either screamed Or did something you regretted Or that horrible outburst That everyone saw Rage is having blush red cheeks That embarrassment that swells within, like a tornado in your chest cavity From doing something stupid In order to get that anger out Because yelling didn't control it Rage is a horrible thing to keep in It can destroy your life, like a hail storm in a garden If it is bottled up for too long... So just let it go and flow, like a river of bad pasts
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 7:25 AM UTC
Rage is a Blood- Red Knife
Rage is a blood- red knife It pushes into your back until you can't stand the pain You let it out Like the blood that flows from your wound Drip, drop, gush, and flows It never slows Rage is a Blood- red knife And sometimes it pushes you to do things You never would have done if you were happy It's the sweet, seductively tempting voice whispering to your insides Do it! Do it! Do it! DO IT!!!!! And it never quits, it just gets louder until you finally can't take the ripping of your intestines and all you can do is submit to the torture And this hurts the worst, like stepping on the broken glass of your dreams Rage is a Blood- red knife You can never forget That moment you either screamed Or did something you regretted Or that horrible outburst That everyone saw Rage is having blush red cheeks That embarrassment that swells within, like a tornado in your chest cavity From doing something stupid In order to get that anger out Because yelling didn't control it Rage is a horrible thing to keep in It can destroy your life, like a hail storm in a garden If it is bottled up for too long... So just let it go and flow, like a river of bad pasts
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kourtney-long
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 7:25 AM UTC
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