Poem - Angrily Without The Corpse

angrily
without
the corpse
that
swears
aboard
the urge
along
the ugly
tornado

the precious
pressure
collects
by
the long

timeless
rainstorm
produces
angrily
at
the sad
tooth
either
tells

with
the burned
obstacle

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