Relief

Anger shined brightly for a moment.
Shortlived as it was, it healed
old wounds - gaping, though mostly forgotten.

Remorse firmly trapped in a rage
strained to save those memories,
now ashes among the ambers of the blaze.

Drawn from the depths for pleasure
to sever the past's tight reign -
the loss, but for the heart, was my gain.

L. Kelly Waters
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