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Rage.
Rage devours you until you
Can’t remember anything else
All the good times are gone and
All there is now is anger
Was none of it real?
The holidays and laughs are long gone
And you always knew there was always
Something odd
But you were always withdrawn
A monster in the flesh
A man who pretended to be good
A genius who kept you refreshed
And you tried your hardest to believe him
He is solemn and crazy
Sociopathic and hazy
Everything you always hoped you were wrong about
He is what destroys
A hurricane in any life and it’s all gone
All the good and bad
Gone
Gone
Gone
Locked up in a little box
Waiting to fade and move on
Thanks to the man you will never know.
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