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Mar 2017
You can't escape it
It lives in us all
Some can in fact control it
But eventually it will be our downfall

Whether it be through misery or through pain
Maybe through greed, or through loss
Like a storm, first it sprinkles then comes the rain
But what will this emotion cost?

Will it cost us our happiness? Our joy?
Maybe our family? Possibly a dear friend?
Maybe a child's anger will cost them something as simple as a new toy.
But, point is, despite costs and control, anger will always win in the end.
Kayotic Tragedy
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Kayotic Tragedy  20/F/Hell frozen over
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