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Guilty Anger
My stomach flips, 
 What a charade, 
 I nearly vomit
 On this days parade, 
 
 Take me away, 
 Let me fly out of here, 
 Away from this sickness, 
 I'll be nowhere near
 
 If I could fly I would, 
 but Im stuck on the ground, 
 With this bile in my throat, 
 And a pain I have found. 
 
 Leaning over the side, 
 Of this rocking ship, 
 The fakers, the liars... 
 im done with this
 
 Take me by the colar, 
 Drag me away, 
 Like the dog I much be, 
 and a dog I will stay. 
 
 In the eyes of the others, 
 I am nothing but pain, 
 My heart aches, and head spins, 
 As I vomit again. 
 
 This world spins too fast, 
 As I lean over the rail, 
 I feel so alone... 
 My bones become frail...
 
 Take this away from me, 
 God, I can't breathe... 
 But the nausea rocks on, 
 And this fury won't cease
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