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Mother!
Who's that?
No one.
My fights and wars
Destroy the world around
All missing their true target
In months time
Ill be free of your grip
But into the ruins
Unstable, untrusted
Tired, Worn, Weak
Still fighting
Vainly fleeing
Running to her again
Boiling over
I fight the nearest one
My angel cripled
From my hate for you
Locked away
Forgotten by all but
The angel I beg to stay
You have done this to me
Yes, in months time
Ill be safe and free
The the thought scares me
After all
I am your offspring
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Anger. The emotion of change.
Kill for me.
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