How I Feel In Poetry, SOME HAPPY OR SAD: RESENTMENT

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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

RESENTMENT

As I look at him the resentment builds. Like a huge wall, towering over me. I hate that feeling, I don't like much anymore of him. Myself grows sad, guilt crunches in my chest. I swallow hard and think I must be true to myself. Its always there, the resentment. Like a dark untrustful cloud. Rain is... Sign in to see full entry.

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