Anger
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Angrily walking through the night, feeling justified,
yet not liking it inside.
Quickly pacing everywhere, not wanting to stand still,
hearing nothing, not wanting to hear anything, because
anger fills this inner being.
Walking away, not wanting to see, hear or talk,
emotionally crashing over and over, wanting to run away
and put it all aside.
Anger taking hold and not letting go it's grip, causing
pain and discomfort between two friends.
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