On the eve of a grudge storm: You will succumb
Its coming
Its rolling
Its biting
It WILL overwhelm
Its drumming
Its controlling
Its engine igniting
It WILL be an unkind realm
Its not succumbing
Its not consoling
Its not inviting
Its a jagged-toothed diamond center
Its an F-5 of pure ire
Its a burning long-held molten lava
And its coming after you
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Ha! I think yours is tongue-in-cheek, as is mine: http://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/11/25/beyond-forgiveness/
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