Tag: anger
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[gasoline]
They called me mad,But I was only tired—Tired of the lies that dripped like poisonInto my soul,Tired of the games they played,The ones where I was always the villain,Never the victim,Never the one who had the right to speak. I stood,Fury boiling beneath my skin,Not because I wanted to be angry,But because anger was the…
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