Thursday, April 22, 2010

41.

Napowrimo post 22.

Bitter like the grounds at the bottom of the pot.
no longer are you considered sweet or pleasant,
an aroma of anger and jealousy surrounds you.
You were not always this way,
once you were sunny and smiling with joy
but the priorities of society you force yourself to
follow have turned you grey and wearisome.

H.

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