Not Angry Anymore

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August 2002 Poetry

I used to be so angry.

Angry at you for hurting me.

Angry at me for falling,

but I’m not angry anymore.

It does me no good,

to sit and think of how you hurt me.

I’ve moved on.

I’m happy.

I’m not angry,

anymore.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 8-29-02.

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