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Apr 2019
I hold on to my anger
I give it a home
I live with the anger
I ignore the noise

With anger my lover
I'm stronger, brick and stone
With anger by my side
I burn hot, never cold

I stroke my anger's ego
in return he strokes me
cuddled in close
hatefully warm are we

If ever anger leaves,
I may shudder the cold
but perhaps with out anger
love's embrace could grab hold
Lahkeesha Ghastin
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Lahkeesha Ghastin  29/F/Appleton, WI
(29/F/Appleton, WI)   
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