Rage
Your eyes follow me
full of rage and storm
our once sweet love
now bitter and twisted
as time passes
it only becomes worse
each night tension built
till you leave the next morning
taking the rage and the storm with you
Copyright © Karen Croft | Year Posted 2024
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