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Angry
Anger surges through me,
like white, hot fire.
My mind mixed and mangeled
with too many thoughts.
Me screaming, yelling?
Guilt comes so soon.
Sorrow, pain, regret.
Time cannot be taken back.
like white, hot fire.
My mind mixed and mangeled
with too many thoughts.
Me screaming, yelling?
Guilt comes so soon.
Sorrow, pain, regret.
Time cannot be taken back.
Published 15th Jun 2011
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