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silent rage

my sickening gaze

do you not sense

my inner dismay?

am i just

the epitome

of insane?

cause all i've gained

from this fiery flame

is this utter shame

but am i to blame?

cause since you've came

into my scavenging mind

no escape i can-

seem to find

so for now until

then i'm-

crushed to glossy pieces

sharped edges, bits, and remains

i'm still

and gee, i will always be

stuck

imprisoned

your slave

in these chains

my very own chains 

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