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Anger

Blood inside me boils like molten lava. I am blinded by hatred and rage. My fingers curl into fists, itching to feel his skin burst under them. All over, my body tingles and shakes with fury and violence. My heart beats rapidly, each second detesting him more. Ba-dum-ba-dum-ba-dum-ba-dum. Every fiber of my being turn against him. I am maddened by this sudden disdain. I breathe in once. Twice. Thrice. I inhale some sense. My body calms. I look at him and smile.





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