Dark Horse
To be calm is a lie,
at the end of days, it can only let you sigh.Anger fills this soul of being,
looked down upon but freeing.
The forges of passion,
The stones of pride,
Building mountains of mansion,
Plenty of time to bide.
You know that feeling like you want to do something else when you have work already. Well, this that for me.
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