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The universe is rubbing me wrong this week - and it's only Tuesday.
I’m overthinking,
tired of the endless waiting,
about to blow up.
Even my mom sees it.
She starts some cutting remark
only to pull it back.
Me: "Argh! I have this anger, just below the surface."
My brother: "Uhh, it's not that far below the surface."
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2020
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