Red
Red is rage it is like an erupting volcano I feel like that today.
I feel like a distressed wolf, hunting for my prey,
because it is the only way to make me sane.
So, if you flash a sight of me, you better run away.
I might attack and sink in my sharp teeth, as sharp as a shark.
So if you want to race, wait for tomorrow, because I might be BLACK,
then I will race like a rat, and that is that.
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