Dark Clouds Of Anger Poem by Dorsey Baker

Dark Clouds Of Anger



Dark colors they are your
Window shade
Sharp pains
That cut you
Just like a razor blade
Here it comes
Another downpour
So much heavy rain
Stress and strain
Misery and pain
So much anger become a living thing
It can become weak or strong
Sometimes it can last
Your whole life long

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