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It's like having a burning fire inside your chest, you can't breath. Your head is clouded, and you can't think. Anger comes in many forms- Hatred, betrayl, jealousy, confusion even love. Anger is everywhere it's at every corner of everything. Anger is what makes the world go 'round, people say love, but what do you get out of love? Being nice get's you no where, but being angry... it leads to power and money. Anger... it's way of living, Anger... it can't be escaped.
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Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 11:50 PM UTC
Anger
It's like having a burning fire inside your chest, you can't breath. Your head is clouded, and you can't think. Anger comes in many forms- Hatred, betrayl, jealousy, confusion even love. Anger is everywhere it's at every corner of everything. Anger is what makes the world go 'round, people say love, but what do you get out of love? Being nice get's you no where, but being angry... it leads to power and money. Anger... it's way of living, Anger... it can't be escaped.
Well, I guess this explains it... I'm angry, at myself, at my friends, at the guy I love, I'm just angry...
winter-cadory
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Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 11:50 PM UTC
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