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Simple Rage

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Fire
Ash
Brimstone

It starts in my chest
This burning fire
It chokes my common sense

Chest heaves
Eyes narrow
I can feel my pupils dilate
Then shrink 'til they are
The heads of pins

Ready to stab

My fingers curl
Hands ball into fists
Teeth on edge
Eyes on fire

I feel like a human torch
Burning my way through emotions
Until all that is left is one

My rage is simplistic
It does not discriminate
One act from another
It eats away at everything

Sometimes I wish
That I could burn
Every drop of malevolence in me
I would light up like a roman candle

My sparks would rain down
Burn the people
That have burned me
Hurt the people that have hurt me

This simple rage
That I cannot control
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