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anger (12/8/94)

your anger
is between
you and you
you and me

you bear me rage
i can't take

your anger's power
towers over my
petty annoyance
growing daily
at being a rage recepticle

so the anger dynamic
so illuminated
in moments of infidelity
we can let in to eachother so well,
I spare you the rod
you spoil me none.

You leave me for dead!
or so drained by rage,
how can I possibly
keep up with that?

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