The Lines On My Face Spell R-A-G-E

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Hard work you have not in your bones,
Preying upon unsuspecting others,
Your own you don't hold,
A parasite of trusting minds.

You think that you're cunning, the ways of inadequacy,
You have no clue to what it is i truly hold,
I can run faster than you and jump higher than you,
I can overcome your kind with mere wit and charm,
Its true that learned people can cause the most harm.

Standing in the shadows, i watch every one of your schemes,
My own amusement lets you wander free,
I have lived your life and seen only too well your ways,
But i have also grown older, wiser and less malicious,
To let myself wander astray.

[Cluster VI]