Anger

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By *dAzed with cOnfusin*

Anger means so many things None of which are good Filling up with tense outrages Keeping it all inside One more things can make it worse Now the tears become more with force Anger never helps one to smile Always making things feel long like miles I hate being filled with anger Always wanting to cry So i lift up my head and try to get by with Smiles...because truthfully no one likes to be angry.

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