Burry vision
Blinded by rage
The sound of the smashing and punches
Tears stream down the cheeks on the ones near
One fuelled by anger
The other terror
Both share the same pain
But take out in different ways
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Strikes.
PoetryPoetry of abuse, pain and suffering. With every strike there is light at the end of the tunnel.
Rage
Burry vision
Blinded by rage
The sound of the smashing and punches
Tears stream down the cheeks on the ones near
One fuelled by anger
The other terror
Both share the same pain
But take out in different ways