Action causing crimson to glow
Pent up fury, increasing the temperature
A form glowing red-hot
Wanting to lash out
Abrupt movement, bordering violence
Sending caution, the only recourse
Barely refraining, yet already regaining control
The body cools, the emotion spent
Actions that could have been regretted
Are now forgotten
This is one type
Dangerous, but quick to fizzle out
The second is harmful beyond deadly
Cold as a void
Festering like a cancer
Hidden away in some recess
Plotting, hungry for vengeance
Yearnings, walking an edge
Ever dripping blood
It is beyond control.
All consuming
Born as patience, maturing into cunning
Ending in violence
A flame ever burning, clear as crystal
Colder than hate
The two are same yet different
Each a sibling of frustration
Determined by circumstance
They are called " Anger"
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