Rage

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It's like an intensified liquid

Rushing through your body

Pumping around like blood

Replaces your mind with double negative

Kidnaps your characteristics

Your happiness

Your stability

Controls your actions

Your words

You try catch them

But they flew away

Leaving you in the corner

Rotting like an apple

It ticks

Tick

Tick

Tick

Tick

Sudden explosions

Sudden drama

Sudden regret

Sudden rage

You promise not to do it again

But nothing in life is promised

Except death

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