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As I take a deep breath my mind gains control,
So i must force myself to go pay the toll;
What i have done may not be mended,
What it was, was not even intended;
I lost control of my rage,
I broke free from my cage;
On a path, a vengance trip,
Blood dripping from my finger tip;
Bleeding and foaming from my lip;
Now i run for my life,
Only taking with me a knife;
I feld the scene for my life,
Leaving behind a single knife;
A week later i was found,
They told me I had no rights as i was bound;
Sooner or lateri\'ll get what is mine,
Until then i wait in line;
My mind wanders as thoughts run through my head,
Knowing I will soon be dead;
I am free now and here to stay,
So let me be or i\'ll come your way.
