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As he spilled a drink on my sleeve,

I could feel the rage build from within.

Boiling up like fire through my veins,

until it spewed forth in my violent anger.



Uncontrolled I slammed his head down,

as blood ran streaming from his nose.

The crowd looked on in complete disbelief,

as I had that crazed look deep in my eyes.



Quickly I left him bleeding at the bar,

as I walked away without a care.

I must learn how to control my short fuse,

and put a reign on this beast residing within.