It's Thursday, I'm late for Carry on Tuesday but here it is!!
The prompt is as follows
We think
We know
The ones
We love
But
Dormant
A malignant
Cyst of emotions
Waits defensively
To be stirred
By a careless word
Or innuendo
Contemptible Salt
On festering wounds
Mounts irritations
the vehement acid
Destroys the lining
Of adoration
changing forever
who we are!
3 comments:
Thats my relationship or lack of it in a nut shell.
Thats my relationship or lack of it in a nut shell.
Nope I can't say it is mine, but then I'm introverted, then intuitive, feeling and judging. Yep I had to do the Briggs-Myers thing. And that is the way it came up.
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