stability threatened, causes foul rage.
An outlet is needed, put pen to page,
when a face to face talk has been refused.
If your heart lies broken, bleeding it's last,
give a voice to your pain, let it fly free.
Denying oneself is not good you see,
forget yesterday, what's passed is the past.
Beauty of expression is in our soul,
be it rage, love, humor, it's therapy.
Take control, make your own serenity,
letting life run you, will take a great toll.
Besides, I made you that really cool background,
So, I'd appreciate it a lot, if you'd stick around.
Gold trophy winner
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