my words shoot to kill when i'm mad i've a lot of regrets about that//sorry i can't see facts through all of my fury.
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“anger travels through me,pushes aside everything else in my heart, pouring up the vents. every night i wake to this anger, the soaked bed, the hot pain box slamming me each way i move. i want...
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