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untamed rage pushes this pen

gasping for air again and again

purple fire runs through my veins

my need to escape is fueled by my pain

catastrophes when we collide

massive explosions where we reside

your denial has become homicide

when it works it’s magic on my insides

our resin soaked wonder works

come with all the freedom, and none of the perks

leaving incorrigible demons in the lurks

while I watch life’s rewards go to the jerks

Easter baskets full of my mistakes

while our precious angel gets the rake

must I always be rejected? for God’s sake

not existing, is more than I can take