RageA Poem by MunkyWrench...Up. Up thru the darkness... seemigly endless save a pulsating redness in the distance... It rises. Until it reaches that surface... only a thick skin remaining. Can you stop it? Or will you allow it to continue on until at last the veil of my heart and my concience is broken? Never. No, never quick to anger, but once having arrived I will show you it's face. I will show you it's teeth. I will show you. © 2013 MunkyWrenchAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMunkyWrenchSapulpa, OKAboutThere is the one that was... really just a ghost now. There are the ones who remain... the strange angelic beast named after all that was left after the storm... and the Wolf... the left hand... the .. more..Writing
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