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My Demon

Being Angry at the state of my world does not equate to me being fucking violent... my rage has a singularity and single focus.... and I ask If i was truly angry and violent why hasn't that door ever been kicked in? why i have i always played this emotional game of chess rather than using my fists for a quick solution, I have evolved past that.. I am the man I am because of all my experiences and all of my scars... you were once part of that but now you are merely something i look back at and wonder what the fuck I'm doing... I know the sins that I have committed and the ones I have not and being with you was never one of them, but it has become My demon...I wonder where i would be if i wasn't tied to your fucking bullshit reality. but as always this was never about you, you are merely the reflection, My demon showing me in the mirror how you think you can control me...But you can't control me... No one ever has.. I have a very powerful weapon or two.. My mind, and My patience... these are things you will never understand.I guess you got exactly what you wanted control, and my undying hate... but one of those things will be broken soon.. i just have to wait out the hours... and they are ticking down... Tick, tock... the end begins Soon... this has never been about either of us and you fucking know it.

Current Mood: Determined.
Current Music: Within Temptation - A Demon's Fate
Keep me in your corner and I'll never back down.

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