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This can be defined as a feeling of deep heat within the throat. A feeling of volcanoes spewing in the stomach and dynamite egnititing through the face. One cannot simply control anger It is one untamed beast, ravaging through innocent villages destroying whatever is in it's path. If anger was a certain organism It would have melted it self right out of existance of time It would have never truly existed Anger does not fickle It endures it's prey through out it's existance It is an enigma and resembles the unknown. Anger is not part of the fight but rather inflicts it Anger is no origin No beginning No end No creator No Descriptor
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Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 6:18 PM UTC
Anger
This can be defined as a feeling of deep heat within the throat. A feeling of volcanoes spewing in the stomach and dynamite egnititing through the face. One cannot simply control anger It is one untamed beast, ravaging through innocent villages destroying whatever is in it's path. If anger was a certain organism It would have melted it self right out of existance of time It would have never truly existed Anger does not fickle It endures it's prey through out it's existance It is an enigma and resembles the unknown. Anger is not part of the fight but rather inflicts it Anger is no origin No beginning No end No creator No Descriptor
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20/M/Johannesburg
Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 6:18 PM UTC
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