Boiling cauldron
bubbling fire.
Churning and burning,
volcano inside.
Cycle of wrath,
crushing thy soul.
Bursting forth at
inopportune times.
Floods thy mouth,
bitterness comes forth.
Company in misery,
like a disease.
Their eyes flare,
brow drops.
Behold thy prize,
animosity.
Edit: Fixed the word thy. Changed some wording. Removed "indignation," and "and," from last line.



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