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Anger pulses inside me.
Fluttering around 
like an irregular heartbeat in my chest. 
I feel the heat course through my veins,
bringing read to my cheeks
and tinges of hatred to my thoughts.
I watch the steam of rage close me in, 
trapping me in the corner of my mind, 
and I just can't breathe anymore. 
Stuck her thieving claws into my throat,
and ripped the very calm from my lungs.
Just give up now, 
and fall down. 
Collapse into a heap 
of glowing rage.

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danmartyjake1 commented on Collapse

01-13-2011

Wow! I love the way you did this one- hope you will check out "Seething" from my page, it's a lot like this vein of writing, when you have some time. Smiles!

brokenhearted11

01/14/2011

i will, trust me. the best way to get reads is to read, i know what youre doing here ;) haha of course ill read some of yours.. and thanks!

DeepEclipse commented on Collapse

12-30-2010

I like the person to person perspective. Like she's the demon trying to get you to fall to her. Come to her. Trickign your mind to think the defeat is the victory. Ha sometimes it feels like one. Enjoyed the read.

brokenhearted11

12/30/2010

thanks! and exactly, you got what i meant.

CasperB commented on Collapse

12-14-2010

I really enjoy reading what you write. Keep writing because it truly is a treat to read it all.

brokenhearted11

12/14/2010

thank you, i appreciate it ^.^

bubba commented on Collapse

12-10-2010

wow very nice write broken i enjoyed it it paints a very vivid picture i think i need to start reading more of your writings there wonderful

brokenhearted11

12/10/2010

thankyou! i think i did a fair job with the visualization as well, so im glad you caught that. and wow, that means a lot! hahaha thanksss for reading xD

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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