It's been a while since I've been able to recall a dream, and this one is a little fuzzy. From where I can remember starting off, I'm seriously angry at someone for doing something-or-another to me, though I have no idea what that is. I can't seem to control my anger in the slightest, so I get into a fight with whoever it is that I'm facing off against. My rage seems to literally consume me, and there's surprise from the surrounding crowd because of something that's changed about me. Suddenly, I'm waking up. It seems like what had just happened I dreamed within my dream. When I sit up in the bed, however, a lady walks into the room I'm in and begins explaining to me how I have something poisonous in me, the "Black Rage" as she calls it. Right in the middle of her explanation as to how it works, I've woken up.
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