Wrath
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She is a quiet, blue flame
Quickly losing control, roaring up at the slightest irk
She lashes out, making me mad just as quickly.
She takes over my body like the heat of a fire
Mercy is a word not found in her vocabulary,
and all the words she does know are fed to me
pushed from my mouth without my allowance of it.
She feeds me anger, making me tremble and shout out
But I hold it it
I must always hold it in
And silence the powerful woman
Wrath