Anger is something that runs through my veins,
A burning hot steam that carries itself through my body,
I'm on fire,
I try so hard not to let it build up,
It's as if I'm gasoline and everything I touch is fire,
Before I know it I'm in flames,
Anger,
I'm so gentle,
But why do I feel such a violent emotion,
Anger,
You are the demon that holds me back,
Anger,
You're the reason I,
I'm slowly turning to ash.
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