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Rage

Your pathetic lines arouse my rage
Lost in the anger that leaves me caged
Screaming in hatred I clutch the bars
Blood spurting forth from the depth of my scars

Razor in hand, I carve at my flesh
Safety to assure it's not you I undress
The stone that I stand on stained by my blood
Never forget that I am your god

Blood flows on the floor, between my bare toes
A futile scream, off stone it echoes
Hatred feeds the flames of my burning rage
Still I shake at the bars of my cage

Poetry