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Anger Is My Friend

Anger is my friend As I feel this rage is setting in my lonelines has now a friend it grows until i cannot win it grows until my hope is sin the power comes not from within the power comes but from your grin the things it says does not make sense the things it does it without hense the rage is growing from your dence the rage is rising around the fence the joy is no longer now its here the power is tall without your fear the darkness grows until we hear the darkness is yours now mine to steer the pain was alone until it came the pain felt right but not the same welcome friend my angery son welcome to your lonely home you are here to stay and roam to feed in my mind forever grown the fields of life are dying slow now your here they will not grow for you my angery lonely friend are mine to cherish again no win darkness came to my mind anger left it from behind anger came to keep me free or so it said when it left me it will return to keep my glee as i smile back to heavens tree the blood runs true on angers back as the knife of life is placed with tact finally i am alone again to win another day and defeat my friend for it will return to keep my glee but i wait that day with a new reprieve

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