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Flames of the Heart
December 28, 2014
I was perpetually angry,
a deep, smoldering anger,
that hid it's flames
behind my heart,
singeing the arteries
and blackening the spiderweb of veins
that held everything together.
I was furious–
the feeling was acidic,
corroding what the fire could not reach,
until I was as empty as hollowed bone.
But still,
the anger lingered,
seeping into my skeleton
like a bubbling brine of poisonous marrow.
It took hold of my limbs,
stapled my lips shut,
and left me to simmer,
like a puppet placed gently
across a stove top.
© Megan B., Harpers Ferry, WV
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