Anger
Anger is like a river, so uncontrollable pulling you into the current that speeds up in the worst of times as you sail along the flowing water. Tides of water crash and pund aginst rocks and the river banks with such fury. It causes the blood in your vains to rush through out your body with this strong powerful evil emotion. But if not careful anger can drown you, causing you to lose the person you once were.
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