I bottled inside of me
My anger and rage
The pressure built up
As I tightened the grip
Tighter and tighter
I held the glass bomb
My hands were at risk
My arms, face, my life
I closed my eyes
I prayed in the still
Seconds ticked by
My heart counted time.
BOOM!
Poems and Petals 
….that boom ….was from elsewhere….you diffused the bomb…..
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How did I diffuse the bomb?
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I wished…as I didn’t want it to explode in your hands….
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I’m shredded to pieces and my blood is the color of red. Thank you for your wish…
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no problems….mine too….but those pieces have been arranged back….like a jigsaw puzzle…all OK now….
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Yay for happy OK endings…I am glad all the pieces are back in piece, just where they should be..
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true…stay happy….regards….
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more amazing poetry vonita! You write so well girl! xx
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Thank you for reading! 😊
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