The anger inside me has taken flight
I hold my tongue
The words my lips would create
That won't be a pretty sight
I can feel my heart beating
The anger pulses, my fingers are bleeding
I hate every word you say
I'm nothing like you
Not a word that comes from you is true
Can't say I'm surprised that you're sick
You'll sit alone
With only your wounds to lick
Everything you see will be gone
I can't imagine how that will feel wrong
The anger is like a song
Building, building to reach the throne
My head buzzes like a throng
You push me to where I am now
At the top of my anger, you're in for it somehow
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