Liquid Poison
The more I think about the past
The more shadowy flashy images come up to the surface
The more I try to figure out what the images
The more I get confused and irate the feelings get
The more I ignore the negative hostility energy
The more it gets worse
The more it tries to boil up to the top
The more the croak stopper quivers
The more it becomes distressed over time
Until the point it unwilling shoots out of the top
Now the toxic venom start to well up
Starts the cascading surge over the smooth lip
Oozing and slithering down the silver-tongued facade
Not wanting to let this unruly and riotous
Venomous poison that turns into violent tendencies
Once this flesh eating liquid poison reaches the edge
The more I try to stop this from happening
The more it claws and tries to hack open the steel door
The door that imprisons this frustration and violence won’t last
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