Spill! Poem by Edgar Eslit
Spill!
Good to win every fight
Be it in candor or encoring fright
But why can’t I withstand with might
For as if this heart is squesshed so tight
Now it’s bleeding alright
But what good will it brings if I get the big bite?
Said, anger consumes one’s civility faster than mite
Know, at times, it takes more strength
not to fight!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
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