The Bite

October 17, 2010
By , Ticonderoga, NY
The two worlds I know are parallel,
But somehow I’m stuck in the middle, a new world, a new universe.
I see this world at a new angle.
It’s built up of rage and everything evil.
Suddenly I’m craving black,
More than white and colors.
I’m trying to show my pain, but it’s bottled up inside.
It’s waiting to be set loose so it can take my life.
I’m locked in a cage that only I can set me free from.
But the trouble is I’ve lost the key.
So now I wait patiently.
For the kill, for the bite,
That will end me for

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