Monday, 19 December 2016

Rage~

Bang my head,
On a concrete floor,
My heart and my brain,
Are out on a tour,

World is in itself,
They say is a stage,
Why can't i still
Get rid of this rage.

People say,
It's just all
About this age,
Yet somehow i cry

They say you will grow older,
Start a family, be a wife,
Yet, Failure calls death
Deals out with my life


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