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 Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:33 pm
A potential danger we all possess,
Like containing a raging fire.
Hearing the flames crackle within,
Like a misbehaving choir.
This feeling is Anger,
We all know it well.
It is a deep determination
That no calm can quell.
Anger is a serrated mask
That fragile faces hide behind.
The mask hurts almost everybody
And leaves the wearer blind.
Anger is your shaking fists
That leave so many bruised.
You beat them with your problems,
Giving them those problems, too.
Anger is your heart's defense
As it tries not to break.
But more cracks on your heart
Is all that Anger will ever make.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:35 pm
Good use of alliteration, and a rhythm which isn't too rhythmic but is still good. The theme is a little too over-used but I liked the poem. Good job.
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:44 pm
XSK Ambrosia Good use of alliteration, and a rhythm which isn't too rhythmic but is still good. The theme is a little too over-used but I liked the poem. Good job.
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