Anger
Anger is the colour of red blood dripping from my nose.
It smells like rotting fish guts at the beach.
It tastes like blood in your mouth.
It sounds like cars screeching there wheels.
It feels like an earthquake in my brain.
It looks like mad fists clenched.
It lives on the school field between mean people.
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