Those words of anger and resentment, they had, clutched on, as, you’d felt them, grabbing you, choking you on the neck, tightly. Those words of anger and resentment, clutched on, tightly, they had, refused, to let go, you’d worked, real hard, to shake ‘em all loose, but, you weren’t able to manage, and, just like that dog that’s barked too loudly, that’s gotten SHOCKED, over, over and over again, each and every single time it’d barked, it’d, eventually, given up hope on escaping that death-grip.
Those words of anger and resentment, clutched on, tightly, you shook, as hard as you possibly can, to the point, that you feel,, that you’re ‘bout to, fall apart, but, those words are still, nowhere N-E-A-R loosened, NOT the least bit!
Those words of anger and resentment, clutched on, tightly, alas, you’d, stopped struggling, because no matter how hard you’d shaken, scrammed, yanked, they only got, tighter, and tighter, with the passing of life.
You are now, forever, a prisoner of those words of anger AND resentment…………
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Life, the Obstacle Course 