Anger

She's yelling really loudly,
cursing,
swearing.
She's says it's pointless,
to be my friend.

She's yelling louder now,
fuming,
her cheeks are red.
She's says it was a mistake,
to be my friend.

The louder she gets,
the worse I feel.
Every minute that passes,
is longer than the last.

She's about to do something,
something she'll regret.
I don't know what that is,
and I don't want to find out.

She's cooling off now,
I think she's done,
but all she did was catch her breath.

I spoke too soon,
and now too late.
She's done something bad,
that I can not replace.





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