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2021 note- This is more of an archive of old poetry now =) I like poetry. This is my first time doing something public, if not anonymously. I appreciate feedback, as long as it's constructive criticism. Any tips for getting a vague feeling out onto...

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Rage

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Rage
It boils over and sickens me
Tainting the worldview
And contorting the mirror
Until all I see is the venom
Spilling from my bared veins
Onto the dirty carpet

                          
I need to hit someone
It's only fair
After the many mental beatings
Of which they've been spared
Because it looks like I'm the monster now
Craving love while choking on fear
And the warm, sluggish venom
Trudging through my veins

                          
Enough to inspire the creature in the mirror
To turnabout, splashing slime on the windows
Black wheezing lungs spilling smoke into the air
'Cause it's the inner things that kill you
And there ain't no dirtier bitch than I, right?
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