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Wales Abiola Mar 2016
Anger hurls its arms upon my shoulder
Like two best friends
With arms on each others shoulder
So did I feel its cold arms around my shoulder

And once,
Everything and everyone I saw
Vexed me to the bones
As I saw them pass right beside me

I prayed for someone to cross my path
For I long for a dreadful fight
The more I see their faces and heard the echoes of their voices
The more anger cooks up hatred within my heart

Anger is an angel
For it walks right at you at a moment you desire it
And it endows you with confidence beyond glory
So has it consumed my heart now.
I hope you do not find much errors in this.
And should you find errors, it would not hurt to let me know...
Hope you find it interesting and significant to people.

Thanks
Wales Abiola

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