AngerA Poem by Becca
Off like a rocket,
The temperature rises. In the heat of the moment, Anger takes control. Soon to return, Like a rocket taking off, It'll control you for months, Maybe even years. A single word, A simple action, Off like a rocket, Anger skyrockets. The temperature rises, In the heat of the moment, Soon to simmer down.
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Added on February 11, 2015 Last Updated on May 2, 2015 |

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