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Misplaced
anger
resounds in my ears
and I can’t force it out.
I
try to outrun it.
Screams chase me,
grab me and
hold me down
I
attempt to fight back
flailing my arms, but
it overpowers me,
torturing
me until
I don’t remember
that your anger
wasn’t meant
for me.