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Seething

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My entire being is seething sore now, set ablaze. Nothing can abate the anger, it's fury erase. Rage flows ferocious in every artery and vein. My fists clenched, do tremble, my muscles strained, ache in pain. How did you think I would react when you dropped your bombshell? That I'd sigh, take a deep breath, and pretend all is well? Forgive, forget the hurt and pain you knew it would bring? Assuming seething would be a fleeting feeble sting? No, I cannot forgive, forget this seething feeling. As I'm burnt out, ashes charred to dirt and dust grieving.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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Date: 6/26/2023 11:39:00 AM
What a beautiful yet tragic poem. I love the rhym and flow and keeping with the subject matter.
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John Anderson
Date: 6/26/2023 12:59:00 PM
thanks very much. Cheers and Best Wishes

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