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Tired of the madness

on this city of stone

I could feel something

growing deep in me

Full of disgust

I couldn’t take it anymore

Blinded by my anger

I was being possessed

I saw myself in the street

With blood in my hands

Surrounded by corpses

Of agonizing men

But I could not discern

If it was real or a mirage

These images of death

Are ingrained in...

Walking down the street

I saw the soulless mass

Boots against the sidewalk

No one gave a damn

A chance came to me

To finally lash out

Filled with desire

I was seeing red

I saw myself in the street

With blood in my hands

Surrounded by corpses

Of agonizing men

But I could not discern

If it was real or a mirage

These images of death

Are ingrained in my brain

Amidst the plodding masses

I was alone, ignored

I stared at a hundred faces

none noticed me back

I saw a glimmer of hope

But it was too late

With hatred in my mind

I was ready to attack

I saw myself in the street

With blood in my hands

Surrounded by corpses

Of agonizing men

But I could not discern

If it was real or a mirage

These images of death

Are ingrained in my brain