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Come With Me To The Point Of No Return, Everything That's Left Is Rage. I noticed as I walked alone for so long, The one thing that is no longer expected, for you think I have gone. Locked away deep inside, is the object that is my prize. Tourtured for so long, now into rage, once again it shall rise. Power is usless if you do not know how and when to use it. Isn't that funny, It reminds me of you as you turned me into your lap dog, you little shyt. I thought everything was going okay as far as my life was in turmoil. But now I noticed it was nothingbut useless shyt that made me think I had evil to foil. Won't you ever see, I no long want to be apart of your childish games. I have grown older and wiser and now love, and trust are my true aims. Did you ever think, that for once in my life I was happy or at least calm? Now look at my heart and you will see it is no longer there, for now It is being held tightly in my palm. I ripped out my heart and gave it to you willingly, no questions asked. You will see what you have done once you notice that I have passed. I am going to live my life and experience everything I can. Because everything I did, ruining it was your only plan. I can not deal with the fact that feeling the pain, severing the string that once held my heart. Suddenly I hope that when I leave, we will be very far apart. I can not believe that I hurt you, for you were the one that left me out to dry. Now that I have traveled so far, once outside your cage, This now is the point of no return, the rest of it is all rage. Rage which has been building inside. Rage that made me, atleast when I thought of you, want to run and hide. Now that I am single, with no attachments, I have a hole the size of my heart that needs to be filled. My body, my heart, and my soul, needs the work of someone loving, someone who can make sure that my heart is healed. I no longer want to deal with all you childish antics, we are no longer together so why should I care. For in my ninteen years enraged, I feel, in order to find something to make me whole again is becoming even more rare. Everyone else belives that every success i link together by God, guts, and glory. But what they fail to realize is that, God, guts, or glory, is only half of true life's story. So I ask, come with me, come back to the land, let me escape get far away from your cage. Come with me, come back to the land, come to the point of no return, everything that is left is rage.
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