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Nov 2017
Anger is a feeling that we all possess
It’s a horrible beast
A hungry beast
That feeds on stress

It roams through us
Softly biting
And then painfully gnawing
Until we combust

We lash out
Yelling things we don’t mean
Yelling at people we love
Just so the beast rests it’s snout

Our anger is like a plague
Spreading to and fro
But it’s so much more complicated
The beast is vague

We need to **** the beast
And if we can’t
We should tame it
At the very least
Rebecca Sorenson
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Rebecca Sorenson  19/F
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