Anger

This anger serves no purpose
It burns my hands as I hold it
I only harm myself with it
Finger by finger I release it
Let it fall to the floor as ash
This is my new ritual
To release the anger
And forgive yousmall iron cauldron with smoke coming from it.

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Anger by Idgie Stark is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

Author: idgiestark

Writer of things.