Old friend

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Today I had another visit, anger, my old friend.
I hope this won't be the end.
I'm seeing red, feeling it consume me whole.
Happiness, is what it stole.

I'm lost, everything's turning black,
I hope I can find my way back.
Imaginaning your hand on my shoulder,
From my heart fell such a boulder.

For it seems to be working, I feel calmer,
I'm slowly coming back to being a charmer.
Though, don't ever mess with any friends of mine,
Or you won't end up being fine.

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written for a friend, hope he'll be back soon

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