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malice
my anger spins
it sneaks up on me...lethal
deadly intent to speak
darkness with a mind of its own
boil the black
stir it up let it be known
I'm feeling the madness
it rears its ugly head
my brain in pain
tighter, tighter, curl
then explode
internal demons biting
they're loose in the aether
talking shit I can't handle
burn bitch, burn bitch, burn
feed us what we crave
your undoing
little minions of malice
want to see me
defeated
in utter fear
cringing as they get closer
then scream
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