Well of Anger

Come drink from my well
My well of anger
Taste the bittersweet tears
Aged all these years
There's a hint of left out
The twisting pain flowered bouquet
What reason would you come back again
It's a long jouney my friend
Take a cast with you
When you come to it's end
Don't turn back

poem by Midnights Voice
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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