Anger



Anger is the blind fold for the masses
It distorts the view till it is that of hate
The mind does not see that the heart is not blinded
But just ignored
The heart can see past all 
But is worthless if not open
Anger can hide truth, but not from the heart
So close your eyes and let your heart do the talking

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