Anger


Anger:
Is made, not born,
Begins as the pain,
The loss,
Washed in time,
Wrapped in sadness,
Betrayal,
Anguish and fear.

Growing
Ever stronger
As time passes slowly...
Anger heals
the wounds left
behind from the pain,
Leaving jagged emptiness
In its wake
Pain.
Undeniable,
Inescapable.

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Sophie is a young lady who lives in the beautiful countryside of Bucks County, PA. She lives with her family. She has two brothers, Nick and Hugh, and two sisters, Edie and Chloe. She enjoys spending time with her two dogs and two horses. All of her free time is spent writing or reading. She dreams of making writing her profession but must get through high school first! The support from her parents allows her to know she can be anybody she wants. In time dreams come true.