A Battle I Might Win

I’ve been devoured by Anger.
Chewed for decades,
Finally spat out…

Maybe,
I’ve become a bit too bitter for its liking.
Maybe,
With how sour I’ve been,
I’ve become more acidic than it can ever handle…

All I hope for is,
That my skin has gone stale on Anger’s tongue.
That I carry flavors so foreign to its taste buds,
It’ll never realize what hit It…

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