I once felt anger,
It lingerie one like a plague for what felt like centuries.
I do not like anger, but it's the only thing I know.
At times, my anger is like fire,
A bright red flame from the lack of oxygen it contains.
Burning those whom try and get near it,
Leaving them burn and far from me.
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A Lonely Daughter's Poems
PuisiPoems about things I get emotional about and I can't say it out loud without getting my mother mad :p
