Let's Minichu On Anger

Fires flame from the face.
Doors shriek and squeal; cutlery and crockery crack.
Floors and walls quake. 

Mountains crumble.
Violent volcanoes within
erupt

Eyes glow
with a glaze and 
blaze. 

Fires flame from the face.
Violent volcanoes within
blaze.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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March 8, 2026 at 9:50 AM
I enjoyed reading. Anger is not a good thing or good for one's health. Have a great day writing away..........
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