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May 2019
the colour red,
the rage in your head,

the clench of your fists,
the helplessness

all you can do is watch
as everything around you gets crushed

all you feel is numb
after anger had its fun
Written by
Marina James  35/F/Cape Town
(35/F/Cape Town)   
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