Sometimes I feel so close
So dangerously close
To forsaking all and releasing
Thrashing out, tearing, breaking,
Building that rage every day
The outlashing is inevitable
Like breaking every will
Testament, desire or need
Wrecking the roots of myself
Going lucid and rampant
While this tension tenses
Like twisting the worlds biggest
Rubber band a billion times
Pulling it taught just
And refusing it its own release
Forcing it to hold back
All of its force
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