I never understood why people said anger is red, because it's not. It's black.922Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0k5On1ngQj
It's the darkness of blacking out.
The metallic taste of blood.922Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl55HQ5X7Be
The pain accompanying the sound of knuckles slamming into a brick wall.
It's the slew of curses that flows past chapped lips.
It's blue eyes growing dark, much like the blackness that distorts vision.
It is dark, like the black part of the soul we hide within ourselves.922Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRHhdV3q5Ai
Anger is the night, scariest on the calmest night.
Anger is consuming.
Anger is destruction.
And sometimes, bittersweet anger flows through me.
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