The Rage

by Carlitos   Jul 17, 2006


AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

The rage. The Rage.
Can you feel it?

Do you sense it, as I walk past? It\\\'s growing. The Anger, Lust, Hatred, Envy, and Strife. It\\\'s growing. He\\\'s growing. Begging to come out. Release me. Release Me! RELEASE ME!!!

Done!

I set you free. Come out. Do what you will.

It laughs \\\"Thank you\\\".

The poor man on the corner was the first to feel The Rage. He now lays in his own blood.

My enemies, those that hurt me. They now lay in their graves.

My love. Your not exempt from The Rage. Oh No! No man is safe while he still lives. The Rage invites you over. You come and see me. Your bestfriend fills our bed.

Ha Ha Ha Ha

The Rage shatters your love. \\\"Oh baby, do you like what you see? I Hate You! Get Out!\\\" Before you leave, guess what?... It was greet to use you.

Everyone now feels The Rage. Everyone in his path shall feel it.
It can\\\'t be stopped. It won\\\'t be stopped.

\\\"Carlitos thanks for letting me out!\\\" he says while laughing.

I stand in the mirror, and see him. The face of my Rage.

I released it. It was I that set him free.

Everything and everyone, is gone.

I set it free.

The Rage is now free!

What have I done!

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