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Aggression

And
Anger
Those are my weapons
Something I know how to roll
How to taste
How it tastes
And every time
Over again
Once again
I know how to roll it

It's sadness
Sadness
Self regret
That I don't stand
I don't know how to deal with it
I become paralyzed
I become numb
I am incompetent

And that's when it turns into
something horrid
That when
Sadness becomes Aggression
Self regret becomes Anger

And I become a Monster.

Because I am a Destroyer.

There's nothing else I can do as good
There's nothing else I can accomplish as good.




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Publicerad 2015-02-11 16:51



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