The Sun went Down, and the battle rages on.
You’re the trigger to my gun.
My heartbeat set to stun.
If nothing more I strive to be harder, better, faster & stronger.
To make you wish you’d waited longer.
So full of rage, this lion inside my head.
Has dyed my eyes a crimson red.
You talk, talk, talk.
And now we walk away.
Seething.
Waiting.
To destroy.
Any moment that reminds.
Makes me shake and writhe.
It’s only been a day, but I can assure you.
You won’t recognize me soon.
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