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Rage

Rage

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My rage is not outrageous 

It is suppressed in my solitude 

Nurtured with sadness

Ending up in tears. 


My screams are silent, 

I lost my own voice

I have a heart that beats 

A million heartbeats of defeat


My thoughts have diverged 

Unable to concentrate anywhere 

Sitting and staring at stationary objects 

While my anger roars inside.


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