Anger

by Audrey   Jan 18, 2007


The vase falls and the glass shatters and a million pieces r on the floor but nothing matter. suicidal thoughts and broken hearts surrounded by the objects that bring rage to mortals dueling in their cage. what a horror u may say it is to live like we do today. Children caring people dying and so many of us lying.... in this board game we call life. So why do we get angry simple things just don't always go as planned. But what can i say life's not perfect

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