Stages of ages.

Here I come to be,

not of my doing,

none of my being.

Does all my madness of my anger

yet never to give aggression an excuse.

To give in to that place,

where my fist can never be,

where my emotional love of misery.

Sure I am to have it all,

on a whim of my own

 revenge that never avenge.

Likely to be involved,

only my mind and heart do tell,

I can never get  into my own,

rebel yell.

🙅💀🐌😏🎭🆙☝🆕

©O.a.M

®Artsydhude 2019

™XENOphagz

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