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pounding anger bursts fourth and i'm
running, running away into the
dark, mud and the rain
pain flowing and anger
bubbling boiling, threatening to take
controll. controll of me. make me hate,
make me hurt, make me want
to throw away. what can i do?
i run. through through the rain
frigid water dousing pain.
the hate fades away.
i gain controll. keep the anger
locked away. pound it down.
sooth the beast. back to the cage.
i stop. the rain drips down.
wet strands of hair, cover my face.
i sink to my knees.
numb, cold, and dripping with rain.
no more pain.

wow, that's really pretty, excellent vocab.