Wrath

Anger corses through my veins,
uncontrolable rage shook within me,
I was un happy.

My blood boiling cold,
My eyes uncaring,
words like a knife,
cutting all near me.

Merciy left me,
My smile now devilish
fighting rage,
benieth glareful eyes.

To disobey all orders,
going against my nature,
To kill all
of whom I Hate.

My teeth bared,
claws out,
I was ready to fight!
But i have no teeth or claws,
Only words to hurt you with.
NO MORE MERCIY!
 

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