Me RAGE

As the hour passed

It’s hands ticked darkness

I needed time

But there was neither

I stumbled to find

the vehicle and mind

What I really needed was a moment

to think

But in my hast is was all about the………

As the shadow was casted

I felt its door

Hidden under the floor mat was the key

With the key I started

I pushed my foot upon the peddle

As this

THE RAGE

did build

With each passing minute the rage did warm

I could feel the power

As the adrenaline became the rage

For the illusion of the machine

was not the source

I am the son of all its part

I am the one who controls the rage

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