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Fester
Grudges are burdensome
festering things
The longer we hold them
The harder to breath
Laced with secrets,
We'll take them with death
Seeping from corners-
a toxic distress
We gasp and we sputter
as it rots at our soul
But when we are asked
there's not a thing to be told
Yes...clean them out! Problem
Yes...clean them out! Problem is, when you do and you face people to make amends, they then hold on to it FOR you like a pet gerbil! LOL
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
That's a perfect way to put
That's a perfect way to put it. A grudge is kind of like a gerbil some people can grow found of.
Let your teeth show
You two are funny. I liked
You two are funny. I liked the poem.
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My Grudges
never fester, I am too busy acting on them. I keep them fresh - love the rhythm!