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3d
Hey anger, I hate you
You make me do ****
That I never want to
You make me
Scream, yell, cry, and hit
You make me want to break ties
That I want to knit
You make me say words I'll never mean
But with you, anger, I feel seen
This is how I feel after I get angry.
Never had anger issues as a kid but I grew up to realize I did. Anger does make me feel guilt. I hate anger, it makes me want to quit.
p1st0l
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p1st0l  15/F/Canada
(15/F/Canada)   
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