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A twisting
A turning
My stomach is burning
With anger and rage I just cant contain
This swarming
This storming
My mind is a blank
But hatred and sadness have slowly sank
In through my stomach and into my soul
I must admit Ive lost control of
This aggrivation
This frustration
Soon to consume me whole
I dont know what it is
But it wont let go
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Great write! When I was reading this piece, it came out of my mouth like a shotgun. Much like how you must have felt when writing. Thanks for the good read, D.
