A matter of time
Before the screams start, the anger boils over sprouting a
burn
Always a matter of a few seconds
Takes nothing to trigger lava
Lava of tantrums, outbursts, insults
Attitude I have I am told, plain speak is what I use
Is it the money? Is it the worthiness of the flesh that
bites?
What is it?
Lack of lust or love, the one emotion, anger regains and
retains
Always a matter of when not how
It can be a continuation or a slow build up
Lacklustre is the journey, tiring the tirades
Materials matter more than human emotions
Always a matter of time before dreams are crushed and joys submerged
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