I never understood why people said anger is red, because it's not. It's black.893Please respect copyright.PENANAowl9o43kce
It's the darkness of blacking out.
The metallic taste of blood.893Please respect copyright.PENANA7E3127F6ZI
The pain accompanying the sound of knuckles slamming into a brick wall.
It's the slew of curses that flows past chapped lips.
It's blue eyes growing dark, much like the blackness that distorts vision.
It is dark, like the black part of the soul we hide within ourselves.893Please respect copyright.PENANAp89m5o22eI
Anger is the night, scariest on the calmest night.
Anger is consuming.
Anger is destruction.
And sometimes, bittersweet anger flows through me.
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