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Aug 2020
The violent one in me
is swinging fist down
with force
I'm clenched
almost rigid
in muscle reaction
to this desire
to do harm
to someone
bad
Are you bad?

No one seems
to admit to this
so i'm backed up
my  eyes darting about
there should be someone
bad about
shouldn't there
be someone
to fill that role
I need
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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