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Mar 16
Sometimes, we toss words of expression with rage.
Without concerns for other feelings.
Somewhere, someone have heard, "I can't stand you".

Or even I see why I hate you?
Those moment of anger mixed with moment of truth.
And no number of apologies will change their opinion about you.

Who in the heat of rage find common sense?
Then make the situation worse with "Those words I said, I didn't mean".

But it was your moment of anger, moment of truth.
It happens, sometimes built-up rage gets the best of you.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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