Poetry Isn't Always Pretty

This is a collection of a few poems my friends and I wrote in class for English

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4. Rage

My eyes were burning,

My blood was boiling,

The anger, the fury, the turmoil

It coursed through my veins

 

My hands were in fists,

I didn't want to miss,

The tears held me back,

They told me to get back on track

 

I refused

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