Stifle

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Misty raging eyes
Filled with disguise
Facade with so many lies
Soul that died and dries

No longer human before you
Do you even have a clue?
I wish I knew
But what can I do?

Swallowed up by rage
Got locked up in its cage
Erased in every page
Treated like garbage

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