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Raged Soul

Will it ever end
When did it all start
Winds blow strong
Cause the fires amongst
The earth
Makin them spread
Creatin horror  along its
Burning travels
Nothing will be missed
For all will feel pain
In some way
It moves in all
Directions
Only leavin ashes for trails
Those who seem to try and attempt have only lost
Nothing can stop the fire
Created by rage
Unless you find the soul
That held the match
Not at the beginning
And not at the  end
Only to be found in the center
Where rage drives the fire
Find the soul
To contain the fire
When you have found the soul
What is it that you shall do
As you glanc upon the
Your hands following
The shadow that points to the soul
Realize the soul that created the hatred
Is your own.

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