I clench my fists,
The feeling is this.
The adrenaline is great,
I hate the hate.
Furry is blind,
Stuck in this frame of mind.
I can't control,
The frustration stole.
My arms are firm at my side,
I’m trying hard to decide.
Muscles are tight,
I’m trying hard to fight.
I scream, "let go"
It replies "not yet"

 
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