I am incensed
The ember
in the area of my heart
begins to smolder
emitting smokes
into my lungs
making it hard to breath
hard to suppress
the words yearning to get out
of my mouth
But my tonque
has managed to take charge
blabbers more decently
of the brain's concern
And yet
the words "I'm sorry"
are stuck in my teeth
like plaque




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(Typical guy, lol!)