Mr. Rager

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(Dedicated to those who will not change.)


Mr Rager:

A normal man

with fists of iron

doesn't care

As you cry on

Fights and fights

with no avail

makes you feel

like you've failed.

Eyes blood shot

From all the drugs

broken bottles

Drowning away

all his sorrows

Doesn't care

about tomorrow.


hi, I'm Mr Rager.

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