Keya Patel

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Keya Patel

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Anger

Anger

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As it approaches,

A deafening toxin rises in my head;


But I’m unable to react,

I'm so caught up in the situation,


That I cannot respond with my mind.

And then it bursts, like a volcano,


Dripping on me from head to toe,

With all the impatience and disturbance,


And the madness and the turbulence.

I lose it and pour it,


All that’s left,

Anger,

Stealing me, like in a theft.


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