Anger

Anger is a bull with sharp horns

It has no limit and keeps going

The bull will charge at you unexpectedly

And just like anger, it won't hold back

And right when it hits you

You feel the pain of being stabbed with its horns

But when the horns are gone, there is relief

The horrible pain eventually subsides

And the bull will become worn out

But it is known that eventually

The bull will return angrier than ever





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