Blind Rage

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Out shopping,
something catches my eye..
I see the one I love,
holding another in arms that were mine..
I see red,
a blind rage slowly descends..
I'm not sure how long they've been together,
but tonite it will end..
I watch them laughing,
holding hands as they walk by..
My rage takes over,
planning their demise..

- C. Pantoja

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