Tread on thin skin

Rage

A fault in a small southern town

Horrified, look away

Away

Away we go

Through trauma's tribulations

And a fit that's yours to throw

Terrified to stutter

Step or an engine

Up or an away

This is why

Emotion doesn't shine through

Talk too smart

A buckle for you

At least I learned to take a knuckle or two

Every trial survived and every hurdle cleared

Yet the mark remained and they still felt fear

Throbbing, Pulsating

Every color swirling bright and venomous

Cancerous

They knew because of a good book

A good book that made them bad company

We will clean your filth

Jovial but sadistic

I am filth

Was

Never was

Nor am I small

Shred the shroud meant for your early fall

It comes before the pride this time

When lions make liars pay for their crimes

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