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Rage
Rage rips through me
like a boiling fury
triggered by injustice
or just mere stupidity
It is hard to control
it has a life of its own
I become a raging beast
when caught in its grip
A ready smile turned
into a vicious snarl
a kind word clipped
to a furious curse
Do not cross me or
even look my way
when I am angry
I am a demon waiting to pounce.
like a boiling fury
triggered by injustice
or just mere stupidity
It is hard to control
it has a life of its own
I become a raging beast
when caught in its grip
A ready smile turned
into a vicious snarl
a kind word clipped
to a furious curse
Do not cross me or
even look my way
when I am angry
I am a demon waiting to pounce.
Published 10th Jul 2016
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10th Jul 2016 11:10am
C'mon Kate! what you've said above is absolutely fine, fine as you're a human too..one who's well and truly (a)live (and) wired! Good to see a house with a burning fire pit than a picturesque ruin!
10th Jul 2016 12:45pm
