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A poem I wrote to prevent myself from being a hothead

Submitted:May 26, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

It bubbles in my head
Yet clamped behind my jaw
The deadly grenades that swirl in my brain
Are dark and hurtful and crimson and raw
I try my hardest
They throw it back in my face
Alright then
Prepare for your disgrace
I'm rejuvenated by my rant
Be ready to chant
Revenge is the answer
You deserve the best
I'll give you what you need
And leave a scar
Lest I forget


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