It is an eternal flame
Slowly consuming me
Fighting to be free
Trying to escape
But I fight on
To keep control
Yet the cause is lost
The Beast in me
Is slowly breaking free
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One of the first poems I ever wrote. An intrspective on why I was so angry all the time as a young man.
Submitted:Jan 15, 2007 Reads: 146 Comments: 2 Likes: 0
It is an eternal flame
Slowly consuming me
Fighting to be free
Trying to escape
But I fight on
To keep control
Yet the cause is lost
The Beast in me
Is slowly breaking free
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