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Anger Acrosss my eyes a grey veil falls leaving the world colorless My brain a black hole pulling in all emotion letting only anger escape To some I'll always be a kid which makes them superior but only in age Not being important means my ideas are rejected and recieving blame undeserved Then the veil is lowered I become stoic inattentive and uncaring I pull all emotion inside then the blood drains from my face theres one way to satisfy this evil emptiness I take a walk into the woods to my secret place when I sit colors return
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