Heart on rage,
Anger a cage.
Angry we scream,
Words that we never mean.
Later we build,
A tower of guilt.
And consciousness scold,
Ourselves to mould,
Into someone better,
To not regret again in future.
D_R
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Poems for Lonely Nights
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Anger
Heart on rage,
Anger a cage.
Angry we scream,
Words that we never mean.
Later we build,
A tower of guilt.
And consciousness scold,
Ourselves to mould,
Into someone better,
To not regret again in future.
D_R
