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Don't Speak


Anger rises in me today,

But angry things are not what I want to say.

I don't want to say how I'm angry at man,

For doing as much destruction as they can,

I don't want to say how I much I hate,

The people that walk life being fake,

I don't want to scream about how tired I am,

I don't want to be the one to damn.

I don't want to destroy things,

To curse the government's puppet strings,

Since I didn't want to say these things,

I wrote them instead.

 

 

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