Anger eats you up
It's that little voice gnawing at you
Repeatedly
And it builds so high
Just at the brim...
It explodes
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Roses and Thorns
PoetryAn assortment of poems about love, heartache, and finding your way back. (Still a work in progress) -Would adore any feedback
Bursting into flames
Anger eats you up
It's that little voice gnawing at you
Repeatedly
And it builds so high
Just at the brim...
It explodes
