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Another day of bullshit
Another day of rage
Learning to control the beast still
The more I question why
The more I ask for signs
The more the beast rages
Rawr
Gasoline for the world
Rawr
Set this bitch ablaze
Rawr
Fuck it up, Moni
Rawr
Fuck it up NNNOOOOWWWWW!
Must. Control. The RAGE!
Bullshit
Bullshit
Bullshit piling high as the summer temps
God, I hate this place!
The road followed
The weight of the cross of righteousness
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown
About the Creator
Moni Staxx
I write through my emotions. Each poem is an excerpt from the moment in time I’m existing in at the time of writing.
My short stories reflect past observances, insights, and imaginative reflections on situations.
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