from the pit of my stomach
and flows from my mouth;
a river of venomous words
stinging your pride,
but fueled by your betrayal.
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| My anger boils forth from the pit of my stomach and flows from my mouth; a river of venomous words stinging your pride, but fueled by your betrayal. |
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