Grave of Gravity

The remains of my emotions

Collect in my heart’s crypt

To rot away from exhaustion.



Each outburst causes my heart

To beat quickly in its onset

And slow down once it passes.



My temper soon dies when

The last breath of fury escapes;

I become entombed in contentment.




Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: "The human heart is the tomb of many feelings."

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