Wrath

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Car seat confessions

Wrath nerve

Of heartburn

Her desire faced

Poison under town boy

Leaves swirl as flags fly

Off the chest for over

Entrance to chaos

Trance of judgement

High road

High hell

Raised against truest

Of thread red between

Never ought to call

Though he will stall

Secrets spilled

Turned against wind

"Carried out the idea"

Lack thereof the action

Son,

Don't oblige

These words

Those ties

This way.

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