It can not be faked
Boiling through veins
The poison is baked
Solidifying into hate
It’s clinical condition
A rabid disposition
Virtually every position
Lies glaring omissions
Labored breathes blare
Whirling through hot air
Shooting daggers stare
Slicing beyond all repair
Snapping left and right
Provoking a new fight
Published by Kelly
“I’m just a girl in the world…that’s all you’ll let me be...” Southern California Native who gets in trouble for sarcasm, suffers from bouts of OCD, and listens to an eclectic range of music really, really loud especially while driving too fast. Turn up the Rap, R&B, Punk, Billy, Indie, Alternative, Classic, Folk, Metal, and Grunge, Melodic, Industrial, Electronic, Soul and so on you get the point.
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Exclusive Inflictions 
Perfect in rhyme and rhythm
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Me too, I rattled it off twice 🙂
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Very good…..lovin the rhymin ☺️
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