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By Christian Cole I am sitting here waiting Waiting, waiting For me to fall to sleep I find myself In my sister's room And she screams And keeps backing up from me She was afraid Afraid of what My temper, My shouting No my anger That's why she fears me It's my anger It's Fear Fear of Anger Its called An Anger issure
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