Anger

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All good judgement is clouded

Tears sting my eyes

Fists balled up at my sides

"Hit something!" is what goes through my mind

Suddenly, a soul wrenching scream

Emits itself from my throat

As I fall onto my knees

I taste the salt from my tears

Falling onto my lips

Finally I'm calm

My anger fading

Retreating back to it's cage 

That I keep hidden deep inside my heart

Waiting for its next show.

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