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Method to the madness?
I think so,
You play a vindictive game with my mind
Trying to make me weak,
Wanting me to breakdown
I refuse,
I refuse to satisfy your five year old mind
Try to change me
I have news
This is the real world
For you
I am adversity
For you
I am opposition
Don’t like confrontation?
Don’t feed the fire of rage which builds inside me
Blood boiling internally
Feeling like a fresh pot of stew
Tipping over
Over the brim
Just to share I may burn you
I want to burn the skin of your aged face
So it evaporates leaving the rank smell of decay
And deceased flesh
Don’t test me sweetheart
I’ve walked this line many a time but I have grown 
And I have matured
So I refuse
I refuse to scathe you 
To rip you
To tear you
Like I so terribly want to
Give me my guido ring and let me imprint it on your forehead
You’ve crossed the lines too many times
And now you’re do
Though all is well
You have severity over me
You are by definition ‘crazy’
Your disrespect fills me with rage,
Like you’ve spat,
You’ve spat,
On my face
You just need to learn to deal 
To keep to yourself and find a way to heal
For you I wish the best
Because I am consoled by the fact that when you die
My heart will still beat.

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