Tag: rage
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Thoughts: Lit Cigarette
Lit Cigarette I don’t know why a work shift drags like a lit cigarette puffed on by a chain smoker with decaying teeth. But today was the longest, most grueling 8 hours of a rather mundane life… Maybe it’s because I left my cash at home and labored through the duration of it hungry and…
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The Shadow of Rage
The Shadow of Rage White, hot, rage fills red veins with blue blood We wait in the shadows Of muddled yet cohesive silence with watchful eyes Never forgetting our past While inching towards the glimmer of a dream That no one believed would last Love always, Esha <3
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