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Max
Poems
Nov 2020
Bruised knuckles
Anger
An emotion most of us have deep within
Something people like to plant in us for fun
Most don't realize when they create a monster of anger it will be their demise
They laugh and taunt as my fist goes through the wall
But I hear no more remarks when my fist goes through them all
I was sweet and kind and loving you see
You killed what I used to be
I am a monster, a blackhole of anger and spite
Laugh all you want, Iβll give you a fright
#anger
#spite
#madness
Written by
Max
Non-binary/The forest.
(Non-binary/The forest.)
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