Time Bomb
Cataclysmic failures of epic proportions My life's a ticking time bomb Dressed as a contributor to society Those around me unaware that their time has come I can not be assuaged by masses I can not be reset or disarmed if anyone around me had a clue, I'm sure they'd be quite alarmed I'm fueled by rage and sparked by hate Unstable and ready to blow The slightest thing can trigger me and then they will see me explode Complete annihilation self destruction with collateral damage No one knows what I am made of nor are they ready for my wrath seismic activity would have nothing on me or the destruction seen on my aftermath But all they see is a smiling face and assume a gentle soul they do not know that I'm a walking time bomb hidden beneath an outward glow....
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