Anger
Anger is consuming, devouring.
Seeing misconceptions, yet being completely blind.
Hearing screams of torment.
Smelling fear that rolls off of those around you.
Touching only to hurt, maim, kill.
Tasting sweat that pours down your face.
Anger is a poison.
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