How to be a bomb

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That one is fragile.
At any time they'll blow
A sudden storm of defiance
That not even I can know

Caged emotions, wild and raw,
Seek an escape from within,
Yet darkness grips them tighter,
As they drown in their own sin.

Battles waged in silent wars,
My spirit a battlefield,
Searching for a flicker of hope,
In wounds that never healed.

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