Holding that grudge
like a soiled handkerchief
Turning the cold shoulder
yet smoldering inside
Angry
Anxious
Nursing hurts
Counting missteps
Banging my head
against the wall
Burying it
in the sand
Embracing
the bomb
of my own destruction
Take a breath
Look at the sky
Ask for guidance
forgiveness
grace
Stop
just
stop
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