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Dec 2015
The anger within
can only begin
with the fear
of going out
of ones
One wants it all,
choose misery over
making up for,
and apologies refused
is how loved ones
ruin their
Anger is like an infant
in our frontal lobe
being attended and
Anger has its way
of finding to be
stashed when we become
Fear is inside and
anger lets its way out.
Flies like the
bees stinging when
they are not what
it is all
Luna Casablanca
Written by
Luna Casablanca
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