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The speed of the thoughts
Race in and out
Like a tempest forming
In the nascence of a rage

They are battering and the mind keeps buffering
Until the dams break down
Weakened by the bashing
Of banked emotions

The rage boils over
Tip of the pen races across the paper
Leaving dripping trails
Of blood, gore, tears and fury.

The calmness returns.


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