Blood Boils
blood boils like lava folding over the ocean bed
thoughts flow like agua emotions filling my head
a tinge of spite a dash of jealousy anger and hatred to taste
no consideration for negotiation no time to cherish just love to waste
nop pulse from the heart just an echo of emptiness
dancing in the dark disgust and resentfulness
Copyright © John Castro | Year Posted 2012
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