I bite my tongue
How bitter the taste
I've purged the last heart I had
My bile will turn to cement
and I to stone
Set and turn me
towards the sun
I see the past on the horizon
Let it set
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Anger & it's Vices
Poetry"I've carried this anger for half my life I'm placing it down" Short poems from the years I'm now trying to heal from.
Page 8 Anger
I bite my tongue
How bitter the taste
I've purged the last heart I had
My bile will turn to cement
and I to stone
Set and turn me
towards the sun
I see the past on the horizon
Let it set
