No,
Ill show you that ain't me,
only a shadow of who I could be,
a fraction of the impacting I intend to do,
A penance to the sentence of which I intend to recompense,
No,
That's not even one tenths of the wishes,
The wishes that drive me to the bridges,
of Imagination threatening the boundaries that pound me,
That mold me and fold me,
The forces that shape me and hold me,
If,
Only you could see inside me you'd fear me,
You'd hate to go near me!
Holding the leash that binds me,
You'll find that it grinds me,
Pushes me to new limits, new tributes of amazing STRENGTH,
The forces that make mother nature look like a BITCH,
No force on this EARTH,
Nor Divinity in HEAVEN,
Could match the withering abuse,
or the torrent of Wrath laid down on this Path!
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