Flaming anger burns within,
A raging fire that begins to spin.
It boils and fumes deep inside,
A tempest that cannot be denied.

The heat rises and the flames grow,
A fiery inferno with a dangerous glow.
It sears and scorches, with no end in sight,
The flames of anger, burning bright.

But as suddenly as it began to ignite,
The flames of anger start to subside.
Fading away, until nothing remains,
But the ashes of fury, cooling with no pains.

And so the cycle perpetuates,
As the flames of anger builds and dissipates.
Leaving us exhausted and drained,
By the burning fire of anger we have contained.
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