With tension on your lips
Your face a mask of iciness
Espousing biting quips
I view you in your sullen state
Angry at the world
Hiding thoughts of agony
Sadness yet unfurled
No matter what I say to you
Hurt and rage remain
Clothing you in bitterness
A dark and ugly stain
No one can control your thoughts
Although they feed you lies
For beauty will reveal itself
If viewed with open eyes
Heart and head can heal with time
Yet only if you choose
In order to let promise in
Anger, you must lose
Let go, my friend, of all the "ifs"
Of things that could have been
Trust that there are other plans
If you let life begin
-C. O'Connell-
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