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This rage (Other) by Heather Dee
Swallowing you whole my anger consumes you.
Until I have buried you beneath your shallowness and guilt.
Afraid to open my mouth and take another breath,
I sit silently wondering why it has come to this.
Your blood now running threw my veins.
Still I am unable to understand your motives.
The demon you once were,
Trying to break free, of this prison of flesh.
Suffocating, yet peaceful you give in.
Only to realize your greatest defeat,
Now holds you hostage.
Gasping for life, itâs to lateâ¦.
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