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Thoughts on Life Every time I hurl
A fiery insult,
I burn myself.
A grudge scalds
Those who hold it
More than those
To whom it is aimed.
Gripping grudges,
Hot coals in palms,
Is more painful
Than forgiveness.
really a good poem jessica sweet... and means that you are doing very rich poems that one can enjoy very much... inspired from this poem..hope your comments on my poetry will also not stop