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Jul 2017
I remember when and how you ****** me over
It was a long time ago
I’m still seething
Won’t let it go
Wish I could exact revenge
The Monte Cristo way
But I guess I’ll just do it in my mind
And in my own way
I know that I’ve done better than you in many ways
You’re fat now
Karma, some might say
Then there’s that so many consider you a boor
As to you, I’ve shut the door

Still, there you were and there was me
I was polite
I even shook your hand that suffers from carpal tunnel malady
But there was nothing else to say
What you did was long ago
What would I have gotten out of lambasting you?
Anyway, I keep inside the pain you caused me then
That I do not to anyone show

I don’t wish you well
Let’s leave it at that
You got me good a long while back
Still angry am I, but it’s under my hat
One way to let off anger; not a lot of love here  It happens to us all. Some wounds dissipate but never entirely.
Written by
Neville Johnson  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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