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Call it Anger.
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Call it Anger. |
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fool Member
since 2000-02-07
Posts 61 |
Call it concern you say and throw frowns at me like small darts I try to duck and avoid. Call it consternation you say and send dire thoughts to me like letters sent and forgotton. Call it accusation you glare and now we're getting somewhere now I know you telling me whats really going on as I shift to avoid the accustations screaming at me like bullets, grazing my shoulder leaving burning sensations on my flank. Call it... and you pause and I know I know we;ve finally got there and i help you out and I shout out CALL IT ANGER... call it anger because thats what it is no pretence just anger pure and hot. You fume and boil still trying not to let it out but its anger and there is no stopping sometimes is there? It explodes from you in violence in hatred in despair and this time I cant get out of the way and I dont really want to. |
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lorilockheart Member
since 2000-05-06
Posts 206Alabama |
Very powerful. This one had me thinking. Sometimes you do have to confront angry feelings with some of your own. I enjoyed this one. Lori ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean. Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens. Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance. And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance - I hope you dance. song by LeeAnn Womack ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
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Bunny Junior Member
since 2000-05-13
Posts 30 |
This is an excellent write! It is moving and it is written from the heart. It goes very deep. Thank you for sharing it! |
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