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I did not know

I had the capacity to feel wrath

until I experienced you,

my friend.

The weight put on my shoulders

pulled me down until not even

my dreams flew.

My body only knew three states:

utter numbness, searing pain, or electrifying anger.

One thing you did not realize,

was that weight pressing down make the atoms

conform to the container;

the smaller the container, the faster the atoms will go.

You may have pressed me down, but my

rage burns through my body

until not even my voice and false

bravado can hide the anger you have

put me through.

I will find a way to make you pay.

If not now,

someday.

I will be waiting