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Festering negativity of a no-good mood.

I can taste it.

The sour-tang of anger staining my tongue.

It's a flavor that really sinks in.

This nasty, awful taste of diminishing rage.

Swallow the good,

does no good.

It only disguises my mood.

This, festering negativity of a no-good mood.

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Nickel

American

Published: Jun 13, 2014
LinesWords: 843

Tags: #metaphor #anger #good #negativity #mood #rage #taste

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