A tamed fury burned within his eyes,
A vengeance that heavies his soul,
A sorrow that deepens his wounds,
A heart destroyed by the truth.
As his fist takes on the hundredth blow at the bag with no mercy for its shabby form,
His mind takes comfort in the anger that flows out.
As the music bleeds through the earphones,
His knuckles rush to keep the pace strong.
For in the very end of all this,
It is finally him who is wrong.
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Dark Deep Poetry.
Poetry"People who look at reality as it is are labelled dark. This book is no exception to the norms." Highest Rank #4 in Poetry ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ All Rights Reserved. @natalie2090 Natalie Eyre. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
