Trespassing

I have taken a gluttonous bite,
of a bitter fruit called resentment,
and while some may try to fill my mouth,
and body,
with compassion for your sorry soul,
I will continue to push
fleshy anger,
through chalk white teeth.
You are not forgiven, here.

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