Pause, break, stall
I want none of it
I despise it all
I want to rage
And fight, fuck this world
Emotional overdrive
Always hungry, bold
I take you on with glee
My mental fists are bloody,
And my mind is free
Frozen inside my body
Fast forward, run
Through the neglect, past hate
Push up close, barrel, gun
No way I can be late
Don’t put me on pause
Don’t kill me with prose
I sing, I burn, I die
While you stand there and lie.
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