Tuesday 16 June 2009

A Rage

Blood is pounding in my ears,
I can hardly see for the rage-
even catch my breath to swear.
Thundering heartbeat's all I hear.

I find out what it means to see red.

You’re not who you said you were,
Or even who I thought you were.
I know this sounds so immature, but;

Fuck you, fuck off and fuck yourself.

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