My Rage

by Vincent DONNAHUE III - Cancer

In the Mountains Of Time 
For centurys my rage has slept,
Left to hybernate 
Untill it's essence only has left.
Waken by the changes 
Of the civilisations improved,
My rage rises 
To collect it's dues.
In the Mountains Of Time 
That angel of suffer was hidden,
Planing his battles,
Upgrading it's wisdom.
Summoning teh lost causes,
It's eternal allys,
Regrouping it's loses,
My rage resuscites.

Birth sign: Cancer
Date created: 2002-07-29 16:30:23
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:31
Poem ID: 69744

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