It stalks in a cave,
prancing left, right
Like a monster in the
dark, creeping in the cold night
It is trapped, caged,
thrashing about furiously
Planning its escape,
it’s every move, meticulously
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The iron bars of its
cage threaten to bend, to break
It slithers about
effortlessly, like a snake
The cage can barely
contain it, it battles every day
It weakens the sides,
and the lock breaks away
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It lashes out, claws
sharp, fangs gleaming
It rips everything apart
with growling and screaming
All barriers crack,
all Hell breaks loose
It spares none, it
sends them all to the noose
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The chaos complete,
it settles once more
But if it is riled it
will scrape to the core
Of everything decent,
of everything kind
Not realizing that it's putting itself in a bind
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It is this thing
called Anger, and you better beware
If you let it take
over, nothing will it spare
Points: 25
Reviews: 5
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