Angry Talk Poem by Cory Calder
Angry Talk
I’m just so sick,
Of all the nagging.
My blood boils thick,
By my fists are sagging.
All your crying,
Does no good.
How about trying?
Just get a better mood!
I hate your speeches,
Your rants and big talk.
I don’t want your preaches,
Just go, take a walk!
Anger is all you bring,
Just let me be!
I can’t change anything!
Can’t you see? !
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