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Hate Red


The anger explodes
From my body
Like lava explodes from
A volcano.
Red and hot
It burns everything
it touches.
Nothing is safe
Including myself.
The damage that it causes
is ferocious and
without end.
There is no escape
From the fire that
Rains down from above.
And all i can do
is hope that i survive it.

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