The Item of My Anger

I fell the anger in my soul
as useless words come pouring
out of her sick nasty mouth.

The anger I feel fuels my actions
I want to, but can't do
The actions of my Hatred.

If only I could yell,
"You make me Sick!"
But I learn when to talk!

The woman of my anger,
of my hatred,
has Never learned when to talk.

"One day," I would like to say,
"It will all be coming back to you!"
For her mind and heart will melt...

In my lifetime,
she will fall
by other's hands.

~Leminnes

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