Anger inseparable from the mind
Head is bursting, and nothing is fine
Hate is all but a part of mine
Bringing me to a fatal decline.
Got to get away from this whole mesh
Before it sticks up to my dying flesh
And the surge is not going to run dry
Don't come any closer now or you'll fry.
Today I am SuperCritical, stay away
Hold for tomorrow what you have to say
This anger is my homologue, from me inseparable
Not in control, like me, its unstable.
Gone afar lost in the mimesis
It has brought upon me this necrosis
If I come through with your diagonosis
Still I won't be lead to chose my nemesis
Iconosclastic, lacking an imagination
No one will help me stop this sensation
I don't know, if it will stop with the feeling
Can't grow with it to live the annealing.
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