Malignant Youth
Anger, Fury, Burning passion of hate.
Baleful strength you maliciously create,
Searing through my chest trying to escape,
Through force I know one thing can slake,
This fiery thirst of which I emanate.
You force my voice, my reason, my fist
My will of mind dissipates at this.
Yells, and screams rumble through a voice gashed throat,
Punching and kicking wishing for the sweet garrote.
This usurperous energy flies from every word, but stays in me.
Energy you think would drain but I am not on hand, and knee.
I let go, I give up, I bathe in this lava feeling,
I embrace this and with it become one being.
One with the hate,
One with the fear,
I am one with this state that burns, and seers!
I wish I knew how to create a poll lol
razz 
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