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Rage is a Rose

 

Rage blossoms like a flower
Like a red rose
Blood seeping from my cuts
You took everything I had
Left me broken and old
Hiding away in a dark room
Surrounded by fear
Lost and alone
Death of a thousand cuts
Now I bleed red rage and anger.
Take heed
Be forewarned
Revenge will be sweet
The universe knows

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