Fuel

She let it roll down her back

Trickle down her spine

Because if she didn’t

The words they spewed would pierce her mind

And callous her heart

So, she turned their bitter ramblings into fuel

And bloomed to be a better being

One that they could never imagine

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2 thoughts on “Fuel

  1. This is the physical sense of Karma. I like a person to reap what they sow. You know what I mean; You throw shade then, you get shade. I love your style of thought and writing.

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