I am SO fucking angry and I could crush this fucking wall. Tear down the curtains.
Stab the sofas until there's sponge everywhere.
I could run sprints and beat the rest.
Kill the tigers with my bear hands.
Eat people and rip their heads off.
All of this, but I don't.
I have a volcano in me.
So much energy, that I could fill the planet.
And behind anger.
Is seas of sadness.
But I don't have time, nor solitude,
to summersault in it.
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