He was upset
when he said it
when he mumbled hate
and turned a deep red
anger
had control
life in wrecked shambles
logic in fragmented peices
the only one left to cut
was me
with words
adjectives
sharpened daggers
breathtaking blows
should I excuse it
just because
he was angry?
he was upset...
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