Rage

People always do the things
Written on their hearts
Chest beating and
Wailing and
Things falling apart all
Around them
The evidence lies in
Surprised hands
Warm and wet from
Trembling palms
Minds racing what have
They done
They can’t breathe because
A life has ended
Before theirs had begun
The story written on
Their hearts

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