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Taste
My pain runs
Deep.
The taste of
Hate
Coursing through
My veins.
I feel it in my
Sleep.
I think about it
When I'm
Awake.
I stress over it.
I think about it.
I wallow in it.
I taste it.
Bitter
Memories.
Nothing removes the
Taste.
A life full of
Turmoil.
Pain,
Hate,
Confusion,
Longing,
Wanting,
Needing.
I taste
Distrust.
I taste
Hate.
I taste
Tears
From crying
Uncontrollably.
I taste
Love,
But it is a mere
Drop
Amongst the
Pain.
My life
Tastes
Painfully
Bitter.
© Kristin E. Porter
2007
Deep.
The taste of
Hate
Coursing through
My veins.
I feel it in my
Sleep.
I think about it
When I'm
Awake.
I stress over it.
I think about it.
I wallow in it.
I taste it.
Bitter
Memories.
Nothing removes the
Taste.
A life full of
Turmoil.
Pain,
Hate,
Confusion,
Longing,
Wanting,
Needing.
I taste
Distrust.
I taste
Hate.
I taste
Tears
From crying
Uncontrollably.
I taste
Love,
But it is a mere
Drop
Amongst the
Pain.
My life
Tastes
Painfully
Bitter.
© Kristin E. Porter
2007
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