Anger

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Anger is like fire consuming its holder

Burning bright and furious

White-hot in my palms

I cannot contain it

But to keep it would be suicide

To give it away would cause fatality for all

Yet I risk myself

Just for you

I cannot hurt those around me with this flame

So I will let it consume me instead

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