Anger strikes me like a kobra,

How the venom spews out of my tongue and lashes my victim.

How it surges like a tsunami,

Towering over the city I once called "Sanity"

Anguish building its road for my mustang to drive on.

Like a minotaur racing towards the end of the endless...

It becomes useless.

When I tire of my wrath,

It seems to melt away the shackles I had on my body.

-CMCrain


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