Kill Your Anger Before It Kills You

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I will not claim a life, know, it is gifted I will preserve it, avow, till I am shifted Why should I peck on my head with nail? I know train can’t run without the rail! I will not blame, all charred on desire fire Seen; top placed, pushed other on mire Mire man saves the life of other, I admire Life; gifted one, all alike keeps the desire A man acquires the sin from the society Sin; of many kind, varies with variety Society; fertile land for the sin to sprout If watered with desire becomes stout A maimed society doesn’t keep hope Killing to self or other, is it right? Nope Have you not seen, surds; the bubble Truth is that, we all love peace, a babble. Saving life is the high spirited charity, seen Taking life is high spirited evil vanity, seen Save earth and save humanity, I am keen Midnight, faced heavenward for you, I lean “Kill your anger before it kills you”, read Somewhere at far and in mind I kept I plead; keep away from hatred, it hid Hatred an ugliest form of life, all wept

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